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REV.    LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON,   D.  D. 

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A  Book  for  Boys  and  Girls. 


^  OCT  28  1937 
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Book  for  Boys  and  Girls; 


Country  IRbpmes  for  Cbiloven. 


BY 

JOHN  "BUNYAN 


BEING 

A    FACSIMILE    OF    THE    UNIQUE    FIRST   EDITION, 

PUBLISHED    IN   1686,    DEPOSITED    IN    THE 

BRITISH   MUSEUM. 


WITH    AN    INTRODUCTION,    GIVING   AN   ACCOUNT   OF   THE   WORK, 

BY    REV.    JOHN    BROWN,     D.D.,     AUTHOR    OF     "JOHN 

BUNYAX  :   HIS   LIFE,    TIMES,    AND  WORK." 


NEW    YORK  : 
A.    C.    ARMSTRONG    &    SON, 

714     BROADWAY. 


INTRODUCTION. 


WHEN  Mr.  Offor  published  his  com- 
plete edition  of  Bunyan's  Works 
in  1862,  he,  of  course,  included  in  the  col- 
lection the  little  book  issued  in  Bunyan's 
name,  and  long  known  under  the  title  of 
"  Divine  Emblems."  At  the  same  time  he 
said  in  the  preface  that  a  mystery  hung 
over  this  little  work  which  many  years' 
diligent  research  had  not  enabled  him  to 
solve.  For  in  the  two  lists  of  Bunyan's 
Works  made  by  Charles  Doe  in  1692  and 
1698,  there  is  no  mention  made  of  any 
book  bearing  the  title  referred  to,  nor  is 
there  any  such  title  to  be  found  in  the 
many  advertisements  of  his  works  issued 
by  Bunyan's  own  publishers.  Some  clue 
to  the  mystery  seemed  to  be  offered  in  the 
fact  that  a  work  with  a  different  title,  but 


(  viii  ) 

identical  with  the  "  Divine  Emblems "  in 
other  respects,  was  published  in  1701  as 
"A  Book  for  Boys  and  Girls;  or,  Tem- 
poral Things  Spiritualized,"  by  John 
Bunyan.  The  natural  conclusion  was  that 
this  was  the  same  work  as  the  one  num- 
bered thirty-seven  in  Charles  Doe's  list 
of  1698,  and  described  as  "A  Book  for 
Boys  and  Girls ;  or,  Country  Rhymes 
for  Children  in  Verse  on  Seventy-four 
Things ;"  and,  in  the  list  of  1692,  as 
"Meditations  on  Seventy -four  Things." 
Under  one  or  other  of  these  two  titles 
also  the  book  was  advertised  as  Bunyan's, 
both  by  Nathaniel  Ponder  and  Dorman 
Newman  —  the  one  the  publisher  of  the 
"  Pilgrim's  Progress,"  and  the  other  of  the 
"  Holy  War."  That  Bunyan  had  published 
some  book  of  the  kind  there  could  there- 
fore be  no  doubt,  but  here  came  the  diffi- 
culty: the  "Divine  Emblems"  contained 
only  forty-nine  similes,  whereas,  as  we  have 
seen,  the  original  work  was  described  as 
"  Meditations  on  Seventy-four  Things." 
How  did  the  seventy-four  turn  out  to  be 
only  forty-nine  ?  Mr.  OrTor  made  the  in- 
genious suggestion  that  in  the  later  work 


(  ix  ) 

two  emblems  had  in  some  instances  been 
run  together  into  one.  For  example,  the 
first  emblem  in  the  later  edition  contains 
meditations  on  two  things  —  the  Barren 
Fig-tree  and  God's  Vineyard ;  and  the 
second  has  a  meditation  on  the  Lark  and 
the  Fowler,  and  also  a  comparison  between 
the  Fowler  and  Satan.  It  may  be,  Air. 
OrTor  suggested,  that  these  two  emblems 
were  in  this  way  originally  four,  and  so 
with  others  ;  and  upon  this  plan  the 
volume  contained  exactly  seventy- four 
meditations. 

This  was  ingenious,  but  not  satisfactory  ; 
and  the  real  truth  could  only  be  arrived 
at  when  a  copy  of  the  original  work,  as 
Bunyan  sent  it  forth  in  1686,  should  happen 
to  turn  up.  There  seemed  but  faint  hope 
of  this,  however,  for  though  the  book  has 
gone  through  many  editions,  it  has,  ever 
since  170 1,  been  published  only  in  the 
shortened  form  in  which  we  have  been  so 
long  familiar  with  it ;  all  through  the 
eighteenth  century,  therefore,  no  copy  of 
the  original  seems  to  have  been  within 
reach  of  any  of  the  publishers.  Moreover 
Mr.    Offor,  one  of  the  most  indefatigable 


(x) 

of  collectors,  had,  as  he  tells  us,  made 
most  diligent  inquiry  for  this  first  edition 
both  in  the  United  Kingdom  and  in 
America,  but  all  in  vain. 

And  now,  thirty  years  after  his  long 
and  fruitless  search,  when  no  one  was 
thinking  very  much  about  the  missing 
book,  it  has,  within  the  last  few  months, 
unexpectedly  turned  up,  and  is  here  pre- 
sented to  the  reader  in  facsimile.  Its 
history,  so  far  as  we  can  arrive  thereat, 
is  curious  and  interesting.  It  appears 
originally  to  have  belonged  to  the  well- 
known  seventeenth-century  diarist,  Nar- 
cissus Luttrell,  who  bought  it  for  sixpence, 
the  price  at  which  it  was  first  issued,  on 
May  12,  1686.  In  the  Luttrell  Collection, 
now  in  the  British  Museum,  there  is  a 
broadside  of  Bunyan's  entitled  "  A  Caution 
to  Stir  up  to  Watch  against  Sin."  On 
this  sheet  Narcissus  Luttrell  has  written 
the  price,  one  penny,  and  the  date  of  pur- 
chase, "  8  Aprill,  1684."  In  like  manner, 
on  the  title-page  of  this  newly-acquired 
copy  of  "A  Book  for  Boys  and  Girls," 
there  is  recorded  the  price  and  date  of 
purchase,  the  record  both  on  broadside  and 


(  xi  ) 

title-page  being  evidently  in  the  same 
handwriting,  the  style  being  the  same,  and 
a  marked  peculiarity  about  the  letter  ud  " 
occurring  in  both  cases.  The  broadside 
in  question  seems  to  have  passed  from  its 
first  purchaser,  Luttrell,  to  the  Duke  of 
Buckingham,  forming  part  of  the  Stowe 
Collection,  and  it  is  not  improbable  that 
the  book  before  us  went  with  it  at  the 
same  time  to  the  same  destination.  Here 
in  the  dignified  repose  common  to  ducal 
libraries,  these  "  Country  Rhymes "  pro- 
bably remained  undisturbed  all  through 
the  eighteenth  century,  and  on  into  the 
nineteenth ;  and  on  the  breaking  up  of  the 
great  collection  of  which  it  formed  part, 
it  seems  to  have  found  its  way  back  again 
into  the  hands  of  the  trade.  What  hap- 
pened to  it  in  the  interval  we  have  no 
means  of  knowing  ;  all  that  we  do  know 
with  certainty  is  that  some  six  or  seven 
years  ago  it  was  purchased  for  forty 
guineas  from  a  London  bookseller  by  a 
gentleman  from  New  York,  and  that  a 
few  months  ago  this  gentleman  sold  part 
of  his  valuable  collection,  which  was  pur- 
chased by  Mr.  Henry  N.  Stevens,  of  Great 


(  xii  ) 

Russell  Street,  among  the  books  thus  sold 
being  the  one  before  us.  It  was  shortly 
after  acquired  by  the  authorities  of  the 
British  Museum  ;  and  thus,  after  being  in 
two  well-known  collections,  yet  dropping 
out  of  public  knowledge  for  more  than 
a  century  and  a  half,  twice  crossing  the 
Atlantic  and  now  coming  once  more  to  the 
light,  this  little  work  from  the  pen  of  the 
Dreamer  has  at  length  found  a  final  resting- 
place  in  the  great  library  of  the  nation. 

Looking  at  the  work  as  we  have  it  now 
in  its  complete  form,  we  find  that  Mr. 
Offor's  suggestion  was  not  the  true  ex- 
planation. There  was  no  running  of  two 
similes  into  one,  but  the  original  seventy- 
four  meditations  were  reduced,  in  1701,  to 
forty-nine  by  simply  dropping  twenty-five 
out  of  the  book  altogether.  Those  left 
out  were  the  Meditations  numbered  I.,  II., 
X.,  XXIV.,  XXVIL,  XXVIII,  XXIX., 
XL,  XLVIL,  XLIX.,  LI,  LIV.,  LV., 
LVL,  IX,  LXII,  LXIIL,  LXIV,  LXV, 
LXVIL,  LXVIII.,  LXIX,  LXXL, 
LXXIL,  LXXIV  Other  changes  also 
were  introduced.  The  curious  little  sub- 
stitute for  a  horn-book  at  the  beginning, 


(  xiii  ) 

entitled  "  An  Help  to  Children  to  learn 
to  read  English,"  was  taken  away,  and, 
consequent  upon  this,  the  last  twelve  lines 
of  the  poetical  address  to  the  reader  also. 
It  is  somewhat  difficult  for  us  to  imagine 
Bunyan  writing  out  half  a  dozen  different 
alphabets,  giving  lists  of  vowels  and  con- 
sonants, and  teaching  children  to  spell  the 
simple  words  of  their  own  tongue,  or  to 
spell  aright  their  own  Christian  names. 
Yet  here  we  have  the  thing  before  us. 
It  may  be  that  our  old  friend  Nathaniel 
Ponder,  the  publisher,  made  this  addition 
himself  by  way  of  meeting  the  wants  of 
the  boys  and  girls,  for  whom  the  book 
was  intended,  in  days  when  spelling-books 
were  not  so  plentiful  as  they  have  since 
become.  Still,  in  the  closing  lines  of  the 
address  to  the  reader,  as  it  originally  stood, 
Bunyan  claims  this  work  as  his  own,  and 
the  last  three  in  the  list  of  names  of  girls 
— Christiana,  Katherine,  Frances — are  dis- 
tinctly B,unyanish,  the  first  being  the  name 
of  his  own  heroine,  and  the  other  two 
names  in  his  own  family.  Probably,  by 
way  of  making  up  for  the  removal  of  so 
much  matter  from  the  beginning  and  the 


(  xiv) 

body  of  the  work,  there  was  added  to  it  at 
the  end  the  poem  by  Bunyan,  originally 
sold  as  a  broadside,  and  entitled  "  A 
Caution  to  Stir  Up  to  Watch  against  Sin." 
While  several  of  the  meditations  were 
taken  away  entirely,  many  of  those  remain- 
ing were  subjected  to  considerable  revision. 
The  unknown  editor  of  1701  set  about 
doing  for  these  "  Country  Rhymes  "  what 
Joshua  Gilpin,  the  pious  but  mistaken 
Vicar  of  Wrockwardine,  attempted  some 
eighty  years  ago  to  do  for  Bunyan's 
greater  work,  the  "  Pilgrim's  Progress." 
To  this  worthy  vicar  it  seemed  desirable 
that  "  the  excellent,  though  illiterate, 
Bunyan  should  be  made  to  speak  with  a 
little  more  grammatical  precision  ;  that  his 
extreme  coarseness  should  be  moderately 
abated  ;  that  he  should  be  rendered  less 
obscure  in  some  passages,  less  tauto- 
logical in  others,  and  offensive  in  none." 
This  attempt  to  translate  Bunyan's  racy 
English  into  high-sounding  Johnsonese 
ended,  as  might  be  expected,  in  producing 
a  book  which  no  one  cared  to  read,  and 
the  popular  instinct,  sounder  than  the 
pedantic,    prefers    Bunyan    in   his    seven- 


(  xv  ) 

teenth- century    doublet    to     Bunyan     in 
eighteenth-century  buckram. 

Exception  may  be  taken  in  the  same 
way,  though  not  to  the  same  extent,  to  the 
revision  of  this  "  Book  for  Boys  and  Girls," 
which  took  place  in  1701.  The  reader, 
glancing  over  two  or  three  of  the  medita- 
tions left  out,  may  be  inclined  to  think 
that  a  little  of  their  seventeenth-century 
naturalism  might  very  well  be  spared  ;  at 
the  same  time,  while  some  changes  were 
perhaps  necessary,  the  changes  made  were 
not  in  every  case  improvements.  For 
example,  Bunyan,  speaking  of  some  who 
think  much  of  the  decoration  of  their 
houses,  and  the  adornment  of  their 
persons,  says  : 

"  Meanwhile  their  soul  lies  ley  has  no  good  in  't." 

This  expression,  "  lies  ley,"  which,  of 
course,  means  to  lie  fallow,  uncultivated, 
the  editor  tames  down  into  : 

"  While  their  immortal  soul  has  no  good  in  't." 

"  Pretty  taking  notes "  is  weakened  into 
"  pretty   tuneful   notes."      In    its    original 


(  xvi  ) 

form,  the  meditation  on  the  rising  of  the 
sun  is  put  thus  : 

"  The  night  is  gone,  the  shadows  fled  away, 
And  we  now  most  sure  are  that  it  is  day  ; 
Our  Eyes  behold,  and  our  Hearts  believe  it, 
Nor  can  the  wit  of  man  in  this  deceive  it." 

This  is  shortened  to  : 

"  The  night  is  gone,  the  shadows  fled  away, 
And  now  we  are  most  certain  that  'tis  day." 

The  boy  spoken  of  in  the  forty-sixth 
meditation  was  reminded  that  he  must, 
be  careful  with  his  watch,  and  wind  it 
duly  : 

"  Or  else  your  watch,  were  it  as  good  again. 
Would  not  with  time  and  tide  you  entertain." 

This  was  put  more  baldly  thus  : 

"  Or  else  your  watch  will  not  exactly  go — 
'Twill  stand  or  run  too  fast,  or  move  too  slow." 

There  are  those,  Bunyan  tells  us  in  the 
fifty-ninth  simile,  who  give  no  response 
even  to  skilfullest  music,  and  like  to  these 
are  those  who  lie 

"  Under  the  Word,  without  the  least  advance 
Godward  :  such  do  despise  the  Ministry." 


(  xvii  ) 

This  is    spoilt,  rather   than   improved,  by 
being  put  into  this  shape  : 

"  They  lie 
Under  the  Word,  without  the  least  advance  : 
Such  do  despise  the  Gospel  Ministry." 

Passing  by  these,  and  other  illustrations 
of  doubtful  editing,  and  coming  to  the 
book  itself,  we  are  impressed  anew  with  the 
fact  that  Bunyan  was  an  allegorist,  rather 
than  a  poet.  Yet  a  poet  he  aspired  to  be. 
"  Man's  heart  is  apt  in  metre  to  delight/' 
says  he  in  one  place,  and  he  indulged  him- 
self in  this  direction  to  an  extent  which 
is  not  always  realized.  If  all  his  poetical 
efforts  were  brought  together,  they  would, 
in  point  of  bulk,  make  a  considerable 
volume.  In  the  very  first  year  of  his  long 
imprisonment,  he  solaced  the  tedium  of 
Bedford  Gaol  by  sending  forth  his  "  Profit- 
able Meditations,"  a  work  in  nine  sections, 
and  running  into  a  hundred  and  eighty- 
six  stanzas.  Three  years  later,  in  1664, 
while  still  a  prisoner,  he  published  his 
poetical  "Meditations  on  the  Four  Last 
Things,"  to  which  he  added,  "  Ebal  and 
Gerizzim  ;  or,  The  Blessing  and  the 
Curse,"   the    former    extending    to   about 


(  xviii  ) 

twelve  hundred  lines,  and  the  latter  to 
eight  hundred.  A  year  later  he  sent  forth 
his  "  Prison  Meditations "  in  seventy 
stanzas,  in  which  occur  the  well-known 
lines  : 

"  For  though  men  keep  my  outward  man 
Within  their  locks  and  bars, 
Yet  by  the  faith  of  Christ  I  can 
Mount  higher  than  the  stars." 

There  are  weighty  reasons  for  not 
accepting  the  work  known  as  "  Scriptural 
Poems,"  and  usually  attributed  to  Bunyan, 
as  genuine.  But  passing  by  these,  for 
something  like  twenty  years  after  the  ap- 
pearance of  his  early  prison  books,  his 
only  attempts  in  the  direction  of  poetry 
were  confined  to  seven  stanzas  inserted  in 
the  work  known  as  "  The  Greatness  of 
the  Soul  ";  the  broadside  issued  in  1684, 
entitled  "  A  Caution  to  Stir  Up  to  Watch 
against  Sin  ";  the  poetical  introductions  to 
the  first  and  second  parts  of  the  "Pilgrim's 
Progress,"  and  to  the  "  Holy  War,"  and 
the  verses  inserted  here  and  there  in  the 
"  Pilgrim,"  and  including  the  Shepherd 
Boy's  Song,  and  the  charming  lyric  begin- 


(  xix  ) 

"  Who  would  true  valour  see 
Let  him  come  hither  ; 
One  here  will  constant  be, 
Come  wind,  come  weather." 

In  the  last  year  of  his  life,  1688,  Bunyan 
sent  forth  what  in  point  of  length  may  be 
regarded  as  his  most  considerable  poetical 
venture,  the  work  entitled  "  A  Discourse 
of  the  Building,  Nature,  Excellency,  and 
Government  of  the  House  of  God."  This 
extended  to  nearly  fourteen  hundred  lines, 
and  is  a  kind  of  development  of  the  idea  of 
the  Palace  Beautiful  of  his  Pilgrim  story. 

The  "  Book  for  Boys  and  Girls  "  now 
before  us  preceded  this  later  work  by  about 
two  years,  being  published  in  1686.  In 
a  characteristic  preface  he  tells  his  readers 
that  this  little  book  of  his  is  meant  for 
boys  and  girls,  slyly  adding  that  he  means 
those  of  all  ages  and  of  all  sorts  and 
degrees  ;  for  often  our  bearded  men  do  act 
like  beardless  boys;  our  women  please 
themselves  with  childish  toys.  To  do 
good  to  these  juveniles  of  all  ages,  he  will 
come  down  to  meet  them  : 

"  Good  reader  that  I  save  them  may, 
I  now  with  them  the  very  Dotteril  play. 


(XX) 

And  since  at  Gravity  they  make  a  Tush, 
My  very  Beard  I  cast  behind  the  Bush. 
And  like  a  Fool  stand  fing'ring  of  their  Toys  ; 
And  all  to  show  them  they  are  Girls  and  Boys." 

He  could,  he  says,  were  he  so  pleased, 
use  higher  strains,  but  what  would  be  the 
practical  good  of  that  ?  The  arrow  gone 
out  of  sight  awakes  not  the  sleeper.  To 
shoot  too  high  may  set  mere  children  on 
the  upward  gaze  ;  but  it  is  that  which  hits 
a  man  doth  him  amaze.  Paul  played  the 
fool  sometimes,  that  he  might  the  better 
catch  those  that  were  fools  indeed  ;  and 
he  himself  will  not  hesitate  to  follow  so 
good  an  example. 

In  some  of  these  meditations  he  recurs 
to  similes  he  has  already  set  forth  in  earlier 
works.  The  thirty -third,  for  example, 
"The  Barren  Fig-tree,"  was  the  subject 
of  one  of  his  most  searching  treatises, 
published  some  four  years  earlier,  and  in 
which  he  had  shown  that  the  cumber- 
ground  must  to  the  wood-pile,  and  thence 
to  the  fire.  The  longest  in  the  series, 
that  on  "The  Sinner  and  the  Spider," 
had  more  than  once  occupied  his  thoughts 
before.  In  a  book  of  his  published  in 
1675,  and  entitled  "  Light  for   Them  that 


(  xxi  ) 

Sit  in  Darkness,"  he  shows  that  the  soul 
in  temptation  is  like  a  fly  in  a  spider's 
web  :  "  The  fly  is  entangled  in  the  web  ; 
at  this  the  spider  shows  himself;  if  the  fly 
stir  again,  down  comes  the  spider  to  her 
and  claps  a  foot  upon  her ;  if  yet  the  fly 
makes  a  noise,  then  with  poisoned  mouth 
the  spider  lays  hold  upon  her ;  if  the  fly 
struggle  still,  then  he  poisons  her  more 
and  more.  What  shall  the  fly  do  now  ?" 
In  the  second  part  of  his  "  Pilgrim  "  also 
the  same  illustration,  with  a  different 
application,  comes  back  to  him,  when  In- 
terpreter shows  Christiana  and  her  com- 
panions a  very  great  spider  on  the  wall, 
and  they  have  edifying  discourse  thereupon. 
Passing  to  some  of  the  other  meditations 
contained  in  the  book,  we  feel  how  aptly 
Bunyan  has  been  described  as  a  religious 
JEsop,  with  a  fable  for  everything.  His 
imagination  was  ever  with  him  the  domi- 
nant faculty,  and  here,  as  elsewhere  in  his 
works,  it  plays  with  all  sorts  of  fancies,  but 
always  with  serious  purpose.  Great  truths 
are  shown  to  be  nestling  for  us  under 
leaves  of  simplest  circumstance — 

"  The  swan  on  still  Saint  Mary's  lake, 
Floats  double,  Swan  and  Shadow." 


(  xxii  ) 

Similes  are  seen  everywhere.  The  sky 
with  its  ever-varying  phenomena  ;  human 
life  with  its  frailties  and  pathos,  its  follies 
and  sublimities  ;  the  birds  and  beasts  with 
their  suggestive  relations  to  each  other 
and  to  man ;  natural  objects,  with  their 
power  of  throwing  light  upon  the  super- 
natural ;  all  come  and  go  in  these  pages, 
leaving  lessons  to  make  us  wiser.  Alex- 
ander Smith,  the  Glasgow  poet,  said  of 
the  book :  "  Bunyan's  muse  is  clad  in 
russet,  wears  shoes  and  stockings,  has  a 
country  accent,  and  walks  along  the  level 
Bedfordshire  roads.  But  if  as  a  poet  he 
is  homely  and  idiomatic,  he  is  always 
natural,  straightforward,  and  sincere.  His 
lines  are  unpolished,  but  they  have  pith 
and  sinew,  like  the  talk  of  a  shrewd 
peasant.  There  are  here  also  many 
touches  of  pure  poetry,  showing  that  in  his 
mind  there  was  a  vein  of  silver  which, 
under  favourable  circumstances,  might 
have  been  worked  to  rich  issues ;  and 
everywhere  there  is  an  admirable  homely 
pregnancy  and  fulness  of  meaning." 

In  the  complete  book,  as  we  now  have 
it,  there  are  one  or  two  additional  medi- 


(  xxiii  ) 

tations  which  have  a  sort  of  autobiographic 
interest.  The  child  awakened  from  his 
dream  (No.  II.)  utters  this  lamentation  : 

"  I  have  in  sin  abounded, 
My  heart  therewith  is  wounded, 
With  fears  I  am  surrounded, 
My  Spirit  is  confounded." 

We  recall,  as  we  read  this,  that  Bunyan 
tells  us  how,  because  of  his  sins,  "the  Lord, 
even  in  my  childhood,  did  scare  and 
affright  me  with  fearful  dreams,  and  did 
terrify  me  with  dreadful  visions."  The 
meditation  upon  a  ring  of  bells  (No. 
XXIX.)  also  seems  to  take  us  back  to 
Elstow  steeple  and  the  old  days  when 
he  so  dearly  loved  to  join  the  ringers. 
The  comparisons  are  vivid  throughout. 
His  body  is  the  steeple,  where  the  bells, 
the  powers  of  his  soul,  do  hang ;  the 
clappers  are  the  passions  of  his  mind ; 
while  the  ropes  are  the  promises,  and  God- 
given  graces  the  ringers : 

"  Let    not    my    Bells   these   Ringers   want,   nor 
Ropes  ; 
Yea,    let   them   have  room   for   to  swing  and 


(  xxiv  ) 

He  had  seen  village  lads  steal  into  Elstow 
steeple,  and  make  jangle  with  the  bells  ;  so 
did  the  lusts  of  his  body  sometimes  into 
the  belfry  go : 

"  Then,  Lord,  I  pray  thee  keep  my  Belfry  Key, 
Let  none  but  Graces  meddle  with  these  Ropes." 

We  have  now  also,  for  the  first  time, 
curiously  enough,  staves  of  music  given  to 
which  two  of  the  Meditations  (XXXI.  and 
XXXIV.)  were  evidently  to  be  sung.  The 
clef  in  both  cases  is  obsolete  now,  being 
printed  in  the  shape  in  which  it  is  found  in 
Christopher  Simpson's  "  Compendium  of 
Practical  Musick,"  1678.  This  is  a  sort  of 
middle  term  between  the  form  given  in 
1653,  by  Henry  Lawes,  in  his  "  Ayres  and 
Dialogues  for  one,  two,  and  three  voyces," 
and  that  found  in  Playford's  Psalms  of 
1697.  The  printing  of  this  music,  as  will 
be  seen,  is  rather  rudely  executed,  and  in 
the  first  of  the  two  melodies  given  there 
appear  to  be  two  notes  left  out.  We  have 
also  for  the  first  time  in  this  edition  a 
rhyming  version  of  the  Apostles'  Creed 
(No.  X.),  possibly  another  reminiscence 
of  Elstow  Church  and  his  earlier  days. 
The  rest  of  the  twenty-five  meditations 


(    XXV    ) 

now  restored  to  us  have  very  much  the 
same  character  as  those  with  which  we 
have  been  long  familiar.  The  fatted  swine 
being  made  ready  for  the  butcher's  stall 
reminds  him  of  the  gross  overfed  men  of 
the  world  ripening  for  judgement ;  the 
postboy  hurrying  along  and  allowing  none 
to  give  him  stop  or  stay  is  suggestive  of 
the  zeal  of  the  true  pilgrim  on  his  way 
heavenward ;  the  boy  with  his  paper  of 
plums,  which  he  counts  so  much  better 
than  bread,  like  Passion  in  the  "Pilgrim," 
soon  spends  his  delights  and  comes  back 
by -and -by  with  nought  but  paper  and 
thread  ;  the  brave  weathercock  faces  the 
wind,  blow  from  what  quarter  it  may,  so 
should  the  Christian  face  Antichrist  in 
each  disguise  ;  finally,  the  horse  that  starts 
and  snorts  at  sound  of  drum  is  like  those 
Christian  professors  who  cannot  face  trials 
and  persecutions  for  their  faith.  Others 
there  are  of  firmer  soul,  of  whom  Bunyan 
himself  was  one,  who  from  the  drum  will 
neither  start  nor  flee, 

"  Let  Drummers  beat   the   charge  or   what   they 
will, 
They'll  nose  them,  face  them,  keep  their  places 
still." 


(  xxvi  ) 

We  may  now  close  this  foreword  with 
a  brief  reference  to  some  of  the  editions 
through  which  this  book  has  passed  since 
its  first  appearance.  Published  in  1686,  it 
was  never  reprinted  in  Bunyan's  lifetime. 
In  1 70 1  it  reappeared  with  all  the  changes 
to  which  reference  has  been  made.  The 
title-page  then  ran  as  follows :  "  A  Book 
for  Boys  and  Girls  ;  or,  Temporal  Things 
Spiritualized.  By  John  Bunyan.  Licensed 
and  entered  according  to  Order.  London  : 
Printed  for,  and  sold  by,  R.  Tookey,  at 
his  Printing  House,  in  St.  Christopher's 
Court,  in  Threadneedle  Street,  behind  the 
Royal  Exchange,  1701."  Of  this  second 
edition  the  only  known  copy  existing  is 
in  the  Bodleian  Library.  There  were  no 
illustrations  to  the  book  till  1707,  when 
the  third  edition  appeared,  which,  accord- 
ing to  an  advertisement  of  the  period,  was 
"ornamented  with  cuts."  The  earliest 
copy  now  in  existence,  next  to  the  second, 
is  one  of  the  ninth  edition,  which  appeared 
in  1724,  and  bore,  for  the  first  time,  the 
title  which  the  book  has  ever  since  re- 
tained :  "  Divine  Emblems  ;  or,  Temporal 
Things  Spiritualized."    This  was  "  adorned 


(  xxvii  ) 

with  cuts  suitable  to  every  subject."  Suit- 
able they  might  be,  but  fearsome  to  see 
they  certainly  were.  In  1757  a  tenth 
edition  was  published  by  E.  Dilly,  at  the 
Rose  and  Crown,  in  the  Poultry.  This 
was  embellished  with  a  new  set  of  en- 
gravings, executed  in  better  style.  The 
costumes  depicted,  as  might  be  expected, 
were  those  of  the  early  Georgian  period, 
the  ladies  standing  out  with  hooped 
petticoats  and  high  head-dresses,  and  the 
men  with  cocked  hats  and  queues.  These 
engravings  were  again  and  again  repeated, 
and  were  reproduced  in  good  style  a  few 
years  ago  by  Bickers  and  Son,  in  an 
edition  containing  a  preface  by  Alexander 
Smith.  This  edition  of  1757  had  a  curious 
preface  signed  "  J.  D.,"  and  "  addressed  to 
the  Great  Boys  in  Folio  and  the  Little 
Ones  in  Coats."  What  this  preface  had 
to  do  with  the  book  it  is  somewhat  diffi- 
cult to  see,  inasmuch  as  it  is  mainly  con- 
cerned with  showing  "  that  Language  came 
originally  by  Revelation  of  God,  and  not 
by  Chance,  nor  invented  by  Artifice." 
About  1790  a  very  pretty  edition  of  the 
"Divine    Emblems"    was    issued,    "En- 


(  xxviii  ) 

graved,  printed,  and  sold  by  T.  Bennett, 
of  Plough  Court,  Fetter  Lane."  It  was 
in  square  i6mo.,  and  was  remarkable  not 
merely  for  the  excellence  of  its  illustra- 
tions, but  also  for  the  unusual  circumstance 
that  not  merely  these,  but  the  entire  book, 
from  the  title-page  to  the  end,  was  en- 
graved and  printed  from  copper  plates. 
The  only  known  copy  of  this  edition  is 
now  before  the  present  writer,  having  been 
saved  from  the  ruin  of  Mr.  Offbr's  collec- 
tion, the  pages  being  complete,  but  the 
back  and  binding  entirely  burnt  away. 
A  handsome  edition,  with  superior  illus- 
trations, was  also  edited  by  W.  Mason, 
and  published  by  Alexander  Hogg,  in 
1780.  Other  editions  were  issued  in 
London  in  1790  and  1793  by  C.  Dilly,  and 
in  1802  by  J.  Mawman,  in  the  Poultry  ; 
and  in  Coventry  by  M.  Luckman  (N.  d.) 
and  N.  Merridew,  1806,  but  they  do  not 
call  for  special  remark. 


? 


B  (/o  K 

•FOR 

BOYS 

AND 

GIRLS: 

O  R, 

County  3U(tfme* 


FOR 


Children. 

iy  J.  <B. 


Liccnfed  and  Entred  according  to  Order. 


LONDON,  Printed  for  N.  P.  and  Sold  by  the 
\  Bookfellere  in  London     1686. 


TO     THE 

READER 

Courteous  Reader, 

T  belli  le-page  will  flew,   if  there  thou  look^ 
"■  Who  are  the  f roper  Subjeftr  of  this  Book, 
Tl?eyr  Boys  and  Girls  of  all  Sorts  and  Degrees  y 
From-tho'fe  of  Age,  to  Children  on  the  Knees. 
Thus  comprehenjlve  am  I  w  my  Notions  ^ 
Ibey  tempt  me  to  it  by  their  childip)  Amotions. 
We  now  have  Boys  with  Beards,  and  Girls  that  be 
Big  as oldWomen y  wanting  Gravity. 

Then  do  not  blame  me,    caufe  J  thus  defcribe  therfi\ 
Flatter  I  may  not,  left  thereby  I  bribe  them 
To  have  x  better  Judgment  of  them]  elves, 
lhan  wife  men  have  of  Babies  on  their  Shelves. 
Their  amtckjTricks ,  fantafHck^  Adodes,  and  way0 
Shew  they  fik§  very  Boys,  and  GirU^  do  play 
With  alkthc  fratmckjropprtes  of  this  Age  j 
jdndlhatmofen  view,  as  on-aStage; 
Our  Bearded  men,  do  acllike  Beardlefs  Boys y 
Vtcr  Women  pleafe  themfelves  with  chilSflj  loys. 

Our  Mini  ft  ers,  long  time  by  Word  and?  en  ^ 
Dealt  with  them,  counting  them,  not  Boys  but  Men  : 
Thunder-bolts  theyjhot  at  them,  and  their  Toys: 
s  But  bit  themmt^  'caufe  t\ny  were  Girls  ##4  Boys» 


wr. 


Th?  better  Charge,  the  wider fttlt  they  Jhc 
Orelfefohigh,  thefe  Dwarfs  they  r  one  Ud  not 
kiflead  of  Men, they  found  r hem  Girls  and  Boys, 
[/iddiEb  to  nothing  as  to  child: fn  Toyj 

Wherefore  good  RaaJ.er,  that  1  fave  them  may, 
J  now  with  them,  the  very "Dottril  play. 
And  face  or  Gravity  they  make  a  Tufh, 
My  very  Beard  I  casl  behind  the  Bvfh. 
.And  like  a  Fool  ft and  fag  ring  of  their  Toy  a  5 
Jndallto  fnew  them. tihey  are  Girls  and  Boys. 
Nor  do  I  blujn,  although  I  think,  fomc  may 
Cull  me  a  Baby,  'caufe  J  with  them  play  . 
/  dot  to  (hew  them  how  each  Fingle-fangle, 
On  which  they  doting  are,  their  Sods  entangle. 
As  with  a  Web,  a  Trap,  a  Ginn,  or  Snare  . 
And  will  deftroy  them,    have  1  hey  not  a  Care, 

Paul  feemd  to  flay  theFeol^that  he  might  gain 
Tkofe  that  were  Fools  indeed,  ifmt  m  Grain. 
And  did  it  by  their  things,  that  they  nnght  know 
Ih&r  emptmefs,  and  might  be  brought  u?ito 
What  would  them  fave  from  Sin  and  Vamty. 
A  Noble  Acl,  and  full  of  Honefty. 

7 it  he^  nor  J  would  like  them  be  in  lricc. 
While  by  their  Play -tilings,  /  would  them  entice. 
To  mount  their  Thoughts  from  what  are  childi/h  Toys 
*To  Hcav'n,  for  that's  prepArd  for  Gwls  and  Boys. 
<Xor  do  I  jo  confine  my  felf  (0  thefe, 
A>  to  flwn  graver  t  hvags^     I  fcek  to  pleafe, 
Thofe  more  compofd  with  better  tlrfngs  than  Toys : 
Iho  thus  I  would  be  catching  GirU  and  Boys. 

A  z  Whenfarc 


IVherefore  if  Men  have  now  a  nHnd  tokok  ^ 
Perhdps  their  Graver  Fancies  may  be  too\ 
Wuh  what  is  here  ;  tho  but  in  Homely  Rhme$  ; 
Bias  he,  who  plea fes  &IL,  tnuft  rife  betimes. 
Some,  Iperfwade  mey  mil  be  finding  Fault, 
Concluding,  here  I  trip,  and  there  I  halt, 
No  doubt  fome  could  t he fe  groveling  Notions  raife 
By  fine- faun  Terms  that  challenge  might  the  Bays. 
But  fhould  all  men  be  fore1 1  toUy  afide 
Their  Brains,  that  cannot  regulate  the  T ids 
By  this  or  that  man's  Fancy,  we  (hould  have 
TheWvfe^  unto  the  Fool,  become  a  Slave 
What  tho  my  Textfeems  mean,  my  Morals  be 
Cravens  tffachtfrom  a  Sub  timer  Tree. 
And  if  fome  better  handle  can  a  Fly, 
Then  fome  a  Text,  whyjhmld  we  them  deny 
Thetr  making  Proof ",  or  good  Experiment , 
Offmallefl  things  great  mi f chiefs  to  prevent  > 
Wife  Solomon  did  Fools  to  Pifi-ants  fend. 
To  learn  true  Wifdom,  and  their  Lwts  to  mend. 
Tea,  Cod  by  Swallows,  Cuckgws,  and  the  Afs  ; 
Shews  they  are  Fools  who  let  that  feafon  pa-fs^ 
Which  he  put  in  their  Ixwd,  that  to  obtain 
Which  is  both  prefent,  and  Eternal  Gam, 

I  thinks  be  wifer  fort  my  Rbimes  may  flight 
But  what  care  I  \  The  foolifh  will  delight 
To  read  them,  and  the  Foolijh,  God  has  chofe. 
And  doth  by  Foolijb  Things  %  their  minds  compofc, 
And  fettle  upon  that  which  is  Divine  : 
Or  eat  Thwgsr  by  little  one f^  are  made  to  Jhwe. 


/  could,  were  I  fo  pleas'd,  ufe  higher  Straws. 
And  (or  Applanfc,  on  Tenters  (rrecth  my  Bratxs, 
Sat  what  needs  that't   The  Arrow  out  of  Sight, 
Does  not  the  Sleeper,  nor  the  Wat  oh  man  fright. 
To  (hoot  too  high  doth  but  make  Children  gazs, , 
Tis  that  which  hits  the  man,  doth  him  amazje. 

And  for  the  Inoonfidcrablencfs- 
Of  ohingr,  by  which  I  do  my  mnd  exprefs ; 
Ma-)  I  by  them  brwg  fome good  ilnng  tovafs% 
Ar  Sctmpfon,  wtwthe  Jaw-boni  of  an  Afs  % 
Or  as  Bt aveShamgW  mthbts  Oxe's  Goad, 
(  Both  things  "not  manly,  nor  for  War  in  Mode 
I  have  my  end,  iho  J  my  jtlfexpofe 
To  [corn  \  God  wtil  have  Glory  in  thecfofe. 

Thns  much  for  artificial  Babes  \  and  now 
Tq  thofe  who  are  \n  yearrbttt  futh,  J  bow 

My  fen  to  teach  them  what  the  Letters  hi, 
And  how  they  may  improve  their  A,  B,  C. 
Nor  let  my  pretty  Children  them  defpife  \ 
All,  needs  muft  there  begin,  that  vtou  d  ht  mfe 

Nor  let  them  fall  under  DtfcOH/rag&mtm , 
Who  at  their  Horn- book  ft-ici^,  and  iviit  hathfpeni 
Upon  that  A7  B,C.  while  others  do 
into  thtvr  Primer,  or  their  F 'falter go. 
Some  Boys  with  difficulty  de  begin, 
Who  m  the  end,  the  Bays  %and  L/nvrd  mm. 

An 


An  help  to  Chil-dren  to  learn  to  read  £ng-li(h. 

In  or-der  to  the  at-tain-ing  of  which,  they  muft  firft  be  tauglit 
theLet-ters,  which  be  thefe  that  fol  low„ 

&  &  %.  &  m. 

ebcbefgbi  fei  mno  pq  r  fruto  i  rj, 

ABCDEFGH-IKLM  NO  P  OR  S  T  V  W 

KYZ. 

abedefghik  Jm  nt)pq  r  ftruwx  y^ 
4BCOEFGHI^LMNOP  QR  S  H  V  W 

a  b  c  d  e  f  g  hi^lmnofqrft  v.  u  tv  x  y  .£ 
The  Vowels  are  thefe,  a,  e,  i,  d,  u. 

As  there  are  vow-els,  fo are  there  Cotr-fo  natits,  and' they  arc 
thefe. 

b  c  d  f  g  h  k  1  m  n  p  q  r  f  t  v  w  x  y  2. 

There  are  aifo  dou-ble  Let-ters,and  they.are  thefe. 
'    d  fffrffi  fl  ii  ffi  ft  Ih. 

Af-ter  thefe  are  known,  then  fefyqup  Child  to  fpel-ling,  Thus 
To,  to.  T-h-e,  the, O-r, or* If, if  ln,iiv  M  e,ine,y-c>u,youj 
f  ►n-d,  find,  S'j-n,fTn :  InC-h-bi-f-t.Chriftji-^isjR-i-g  l>t^e-Q  «♦£ 
si  e-fs,  Righ-teouf-nefs. 

Aftd  cb-fcrve  that  e-vcry  word  orfyMabJe(r.ho  ne-ver  fa 
fmall)  mafft  have  one  vow  ei  or  more  nght-Jy  pla  ctd  in  it. 

For  inftances,  Thefe  are  no  words  nor  SyMa'bles,  be  caufe  they 
have  no  vow- els  in  them,  namely,  *Vgld,firnght,  fpll,  drH.fll. 

Words  made  pf  two  Letters  are  thef$,  and  fuch-lilce,If,  it,u,  fo, 
db,  we,  fee,  he,  is,  inymy. 

Words  con-fift-ing  of  three  Letters, 

But,  for,  her,  (he,  did,  doe,  all,  his,  way,  you,  may,  fay,  nay. 


Nam/ 


To  learn  ChiUIren  to  fpeU'arrighttheilr  names; 


Homes  of  Bop* 


rfco-mas. 

James. 

Si-mon* 

Ed-warcL 

John. 

Ro-bert. 

Ri  chard. 

Ad- am 

Ti-mo  thy. 

|n  cob. 

A -bra -ham 

Mo-fe* 

A  a  rori* 

Phi-fip. 

Mat-thew.. 

Bar-tho-lo-mew 

Hen-ry 

Ralph. 

Ste  phen. 

Je-re-cni-ftb 

Pe-ter. 

George 

Jo-nai. 

A -mo*. 

Ni-cho  las 

Job 

Da-fid. 


Names  of  Cir Is. 


Anna. 

Sii-fan-na. 

Rcbekah. 

Mag-da-lene. 

E-liza-beth. 

Sa-rah. 

Mary. 

Jane. 

Dorcas. 

Ra-cheL 

Di-nah. 

Do-ro-thy. 

Joanna. 

Ly-di-a. 

Da-ma  ris. 

Abigail. 

Mi-ohal. 

Han-nab. 

Ruth. 

Mar-tha. 

Agnis. 

Mar-ga-rct, 

Judith. 

Joan. 

Alice. 

■Phe-be. 

Grace. 

Chrif-ti-a-na. 

Ka-the-rine. 

Fran-ces. 


To. 


To  karn  Children  to  kpo&  Figures,  andNimmdLetten. 
Figure  r.  Numeral  betters 


f.    One. 

I.    One. 

2,    Two. 

IL  Two. 

$-.    Three. 

Ill  Three. 

4.    Four, 

IV.  Four. 

5.    Five. 

V.  Five. 

6.    Si*. 

VI  Six. 

7.    Seven. 

V 1 1.  Seven. 

8.    Eight. 

VIII.  Eighft 

9.    Nine. 

IX-  Nine. 

10,  Ten. 

X.  Tea 

1 1 .  Eleven. 

XI.  Eleven. 

11.  Twelve. 

XII.  Twelve. 

1 3.  Thirteen. 

XII I.  Thirteen. 

14.  Fourteen, 

XlV.  Fourteen 

15.  Fifteen. 

X  V.  Fifteen. 

16.  Sixteen. 

XVI  Sixteen. 

17.  Seventeen. 

XVII.  Seventeen. 

zS.  Eighteen* 

XVIII.  Eighteen. 

19.  Nineteen. 

XIX.  Nineteen. 

yo.  Twenty. 

X  X.  Twenty. 

300  Thirty. 

XXX.  Thirty. 

40,  Forty. 

XL.  Forty. 

50.  Fifty. 

L  Fifty. 

<So.  Sixty. 

LK.  Sixty. 

70.  Seventy. 

LXX.  Seventy. 

8a  Eighty. 

LX  XX.  Eighty. 

90.  Ninety. 

XC.  Ninety. 

100.  a  Hundred. 

C.  a  Hundred. 

500.  Five  hundred. 

D.  Five  hundred. 

£000.  aThou&nd. 

M.  a  Thoufand. 

I  fhall  forbear  to  addmo?e,  being  perfwaded  this  is  encrag 
f(K  little  Children  to  prepare  tenfete  for  Pfaiter,  or  EiWe. 


CO 


BOOK 

FOR 

Boys  and  Girls,  &c. 


'T" 


Vpon  the  Ten  Commandments. 

«Hou  fliait  not  have  another  God  than  me :. 
L  2  Thou  (halt  not  to  an  Image  bow  thy  Knee. 
}.  Thou  (halt  not  take  the  Name  of  God  in  vain : 

4  See  chat  the  Sabbath  thou  do  not  profam . 

5  Honour  thy  Father  and  thy  Mother  to^ 

6.  In  Aft  or  Thought  fee  thou  no  Murder  do. 

7.  From  Fornication  keep  thy  body  clean  : 

8.  Thou  (halt  not  fteal,  though  thou  be  very  mean. 
6.  Bear  no  falfe  Witnefs,  keep  thee  without  Spot: 
io.  What  is  thy. Neighbours  fee  thou  Covet  not- 

B 


CO 
II 

The  awakened  Chtlds  Lamentation. 


WHen  Adam  was  deceived, 
I  was  of  Life  bereaved  -7 
Of  late  (too)  I  perceived, 
1  was  in  On  conceived. 

2. 

And  as  J  was  born  naked,, - 
I  was  with  filth  befpaked. 
At  which  when  I  awaked, 
My  Soul  and  Spirit  fhaked. 

3- 

My  Filth  grew  ftrong,  and  boyled. 
And  me  throughout  defiled, 
ks  pleafures  me  beguiled, 
My  Soul '  how  art  thou  fpoyled ! 

My  Joys  with  finwere  painted, 
My  mind  with  fin  is  tainted, 
My  heart  with  Guilt  is  fainted, 
I  wa'nt  with  God  acquainted; 

5- 

I  have  in  fin  abounded, 

My  heart  therewith  is  wounded, 


Willi 


(3) 

*vith  fears  I  am  furrounded, 
ly  Spirit  is  confounded. 
$. 
I  have  been  often  called? 
ty  (in  as  oft  enthralled, 
>leafures  hath  me  fore-fralled. 
3ow  is  my  Spirit  gauled  ! 

7- 
As  fin  has  me  infected, 
am  thereof  detected  .- 
\lercy  I  have  neglected? 
fear  I  am  rejected. 

8. 
The  Word  I  have  mif~ufed 
Good  Council  too  refufed  ', 
Thus  I  my  Selfabufed  \ 
Howcanlbeexcufed? 

9- 
When  other  Children  prayed, 
That  work  I  then  delayed, 
Ran  up   and  down  and  played  , 
And  thus  from  God  have  ftrayed. 

10. 
Had  I  in  God  delighted, 
And  my  wrong  doings  righted  j 
Ifiad  not  thus  been  frighted, 
Nor  as  I  am  benighted. 

II. 
O !  That  God  woulc\  be  pleafed, 
T  wards  me  to  be  appeafed ; 

B  2  Asd 


(4) 
And  heal  me  thus  difeafed, 
How  fhould  I  then  be  eafed  ! 

12. 

But  Truth  I  have  defpifed, 
My  follies  idolized, 
Saints  with  Reproach  difguife.d, 
Salvation  nothing  prized. 
M. 

OLord!  Iamafhamed, 
When  I  do  hear  thee  named  > 
'Caufe  thee  I  have  defamed, 
And  liv'd  like  Beads  untaxed  ? 
14. 

Would  God  I  might  be  faved, 
Might  have  an  heart  like  David  ^ 
This  I  have  fometimes  craved, 
Yet  am  by  fin  enflaved  / 

55. 
Vanity  I  have  loved, 
My  heart  from  God  removed  i 
And  not,  as  me  behoved, 
The  means  of  Grace  improved. 
16. 

OLord?  iflhadcryed 
(  When  I  told  tales  and  lyed  ) 
For  Mercy,  and  denyed 
My  tufts,  I  had  not  died  ! 

17- 

But  Mercies-Gate  is  locked, 
Yed,up  that:  way  is  blocked-, 


CO 

Yea  fome  that  there  have  knocked, 
God  at  their  cryes  hath  mocked. 
1 8. 
'Caufehim  they  had  difdained, 
Their  wicked  ways  maintained, 
From  Godlinefs  refrained, 
And  on  his  word  complained. 

j  p. 
I  would  I  were  converted 
Would  fin  and  I  were  parted, 
For  folly  I  have  fmarted*, 
God  make  me  honeft-hearted  ! 
20. 
I  have  to  Grace  appealed, 
Would  'twere  to  me  revealed,, 
And  Pardon  to  me  fealed, 
Then  (hould  1  foon  be  healed  / 
21 
Whofe  Nature  God  hath  mended, 
Whofe  finful  courfe  is  ended, 
Who  is  to  life  afcended, 
Of  God  is  much  befriended. 
22. 
Oh/  Were  I  reconciled 
To  God,  I,  tho  defiled, 
Should  be  as  one  that  fmiled, 
To  think  my  death  was  fpoiled. 

23. 
'  Lord  .  thou  wall  crucified 
2br  Sinners,  bled  and  dyed,. 
B  3 


00 

1  have  for  Mercy  Cryed, 
Lei;  me  not  be  denyed. 

24 
I  have  thy  Spirit  grieved ; 
Yet  is  my  life  reprieved, 
Would  I  in  thee  'believed, 
Then  I  (hoqld  be-relieved. 

Were  but  Repentance  gained, 
And  had  I  Faith  unfeigned, 
Then  Joy  would  be  maintained 
In  me^  and  tin  retrained. 
z6. 

But  this  is  to  be  noted, 
i  have  on  Folly  doted, 
My  Vanities  promoted, 
My  felf  to  them  devoted. 

Thus  I  havt  fin  committed, 
And  fo  my  felf  out-witted  -, 

Yea,and  my  Soul  unfitted, 
To  be  to  Heaven  admitted. 

28. 
But  God  has  condefcended, 
And  pardon  has  extended, 
To  fuch  as  have  offended, 
Before  their  lives  were  ended. 

OLord?  do  not  difd&in  me, 
But  kindly  entertain  me ;     . 


Ye; 


(7) 
Yea  In  thy  Faith  maintain  me, 
And  let  thy  Love  conftrain  me  / 

III 

Meditations  uyon  an  'Egg. 


THe  Egg's  no  Chick  by  falling  from  the  Hen; 
Nor  man  a  Chriftian,  tili  he's  born  agen. 

The  Egg's  at  firft  contained  in  the  Shell » 
Men  afore  Grace,  in  fins,  ^nd  darknefs  dwell. 

The  Egg  when  laid,by  Warmth  is  made  a  Chicken; 
Add  Chrift,  by  Grace,  thofe  dead  in  fin  doth  quicken. 

The  Egg,  when  Mrft  a  Chick,the  fhell's  its  Prifon  \ 
So's  flefh  to  th'Soul,  who  yet  with  Chrift  is  rifen. 

The  Shell  doth  crack,  the  Chick  doth  chirp  and 
The  flelh  decays,  as  men  do  pray  and  weep.    (  peep  \ 

The  Shell  doth  break,  the  Chick's  at  liberty  3 
The  8c{h  falls  off;  the  Soul  mounts  up  on  high. 

But  both  do  not  enjoy  the  felf-fame  plight ; 
The  Soul  is  fafe9  the  Chick  now  fears  the  Kite. 

2. 

But  Chick's from  rotten  Eggs  do  not  proceed ; 
Nor  is  an  Hypocrite  a  Saint  indeed. 

The  rotten  Egg,  though  underneath  the  Hen, 
If  crack'd,  (links,  and  is  loathfomeunto  men. 

Nor  doth  her  Warmth  make  what  rs  rotten  fcimd, 
Whas's  rotten,  rotten  will  at  laft  be  found. 

8  a  The 


(8) 
The  Hyppocnte,  fin  has  him  in  PofTeffion, 
Ik  if  a  rotten  Egg  under  Profeflion. 

3- 

Some  Eggs  bring  Cockatrices  \  and  fome  men 
Seem  hatcht  and  brooded  in  the  Vipers  Den. 

Some  Eggs  bring  wild-  Fowls-,and  fome  men  there  be 
As  wild  asaiethe  wildeR  Fowls  that  flee. 

Some  Eggs  bring  Spiders ,  and  fome  men  appear 
More  venom  than  the  worft  of  Spiders  are. 

Some  Eggs  bring  Pifs  ants  j  and  fome  feem  to  me 
As  much  for  trifles  as  the  Pifs-ants  be. 

Thus  divers  Eggs  do  produce  divers  fhapes. 
As  like  fome  Men  as  Monkeys  are  like  Apes. 
But  this  is  but  an  Egg,  were  it  a  Chick, 
Here  had  been  Legs,  and  Wings,  and  Bones  to  pick. 

IV. 

Vpon  the  Lord's  Prayer* 

OUr  Father  which  in  Heaven  art*, 
Thy  name  be  always  hallowed ; 
Thy  Kingdom  come  7  thy  Will  be  doue  a7 
Thy  Heav'nly  path  be  followed. 

By  us  on  Earth  as  'tis  with  thee, 

We  humbly  pray. 

And  let  our  Bread  us  given  be 

From  day  to  day. 

Forgive  cur  debts,  as  we  forgive 
Thofe  that  to  us  indebted  are  : 


(9) 


Into  temptation  lead  us  not  •, 

Bat  fave  us  from  the  wicked's  Snare. 

The  Kingdom's  thine,the  Power  too, 

We  thee  adore , 

The  Glory  alfolhall  be  thine 

Tor  evermore. 


Meditation  upon  Peefofday. 

IOfr,  though  it  be  peep  of  day,  do'wt  know, 
Whether  'tis  Night,  whether  'tis  Day  or  no. 
1  fancy  that  I  fee  a  little  light  i 
But  cannot  yet  diftinguim  day  from  night. 
I  hope,  1  doubt,  but  fteddy  yet  I  be  not, 
I  am  not  at  a  point,  the  Sun  I  fee  not. 

Thus 'tis  with  fuch,  who  Grace  but  now  poflL% 
They  know  not  yet,  if  they  are  curft  or  bleft. 

VI. 

Vjon  the  Flint  in  the  Water. 

This  Flint,  time  out  of  mind,  has  there  abode, 
Where  Chryftal  Streams  make  their  continual  Road , 
Yet  it  abides  a  Flint  as  much  as  'twere, 
Before  it  touch'dthe  Water,  or  came  there. 

Its  hard  cbduratenefsis  not  abated, 
Tis  not  at  all  by  water  penetrated. 

Though 


(to) 
Though  water  hath  a  foftning  vertue  in't, 
This  Stone  it  can't  difFolve,  'caufe  'tis  a  Flint- 
Yea  though  it  in  the  water  dotbrremain  j 
It  doth  it's  fiery  nature  (till  retain. 
If  youoppofe  it  with  it's  Oppofit, 
At  you,  yea,  in  your  face  it's  fire  'twill  (pit. 

This  Flint  an  Emblem  is  of  thofe  that  lye, 
Like  ftones,under  the  Word,  until  they  dye. 
It's  Chryftal  Streams  hath  not  their  nature  change 
They  are  not  from  their  Lulls  by  Gracceftrangeci. 

VII. 

Vptm  the  Fijb  in  the  Water. 


The  water  is  the  Fifhes  Element  : 
Take  her  from  thence,  none  can  her  death  prevent 
And.fome  have  faid,^  who  have  Tranfgreffbrs  been, 
As  good  nor  be,  as  to  be  kept  from  fin. 

2. 
The  water  is  the  Fifhes  Element  ; 
Leave  her  but  there,  and  fhe  is  well  content. 
So*s  he  who  in  the  path  of  Life  doth  plod, 
Take  all*  fays  he,  let  me  but  have  my  God. 


a, 


3. 
The  water  is  the  Filhes  Element/ 
Her  fportings  there  ro  her  arc  excellent 
So  is  God's  Service  onto  Holy  men, 
They  are  not  in  their  Element  till'thcn. 

VII L 

Vpm  the  Swallow. 

TKis  pretty  Bird,  oh  i  how  (he  flies  and  fogs ! 
But  could  (he  do  Co  if  (he  had  no:  Wings? 
Her  Wings,  befpeakmy  Faith,her  Songs  ray  Peace 

When  I  believe  and  ling,  my  Dorirtings  ceaa 

IX. 

Vf on  the  Bee. 

HP  He  Bee  goes  out  and  Honey  home  doth  bring ; 
*    And  fome  who  feek  that  Hony  find  a  fting, 
Now  wouldft  thou  have  the  Hony  and  be  free 
From  Hinging  j  in  the  firft  place  kill  the  Bee. 

Comp&tfon. 

This  Bee  an  Emblem  truly  k  of  dn 
Whore  Sweet  onto  a  many  death  hath  been. 
*w  would'ft  have  S7;zzt  from  fin,  and  yes  cot  dye, 
do  thou  it  in  the  firft  place  mortifie.  * 


:z. 


I 


(xO 

X. 

Vpon  the  Creed, 

Do  believe  in  God  i 
And  in  his  only  Son*, 

*  as  to  bis  Born  of  a  Woman,  yet  *  begot 
Godhead.   Before  the  World  begun. 

lalfo  do  believe 
That  he  was  crucifi'd, 
Was  dead  and  bnried ;  and  yet 

*  as  to  his  Believe  he  *  never  dy'd. 
Godhead.       The  Third  day  I  believe 
He  did  rife  from  the  dead  ^ 

Went  up  to  Heavn,  and  is  of  God 
Of  all  things  made  the  Head, 

Alfo  I  do  believe, 
That  he  from  thence  (hall  come. 
To  judge  the  quick,  the  dead,and  to 
Give  untoall  juMDoom. 

Moreover  I  believe 
In  God  the  Holy  Ghofl: ; 
And  that  there  is  an  Holy  Church, 
An  univerfal  Hoft. 

Alfo  I  do  believe, 
That  fin  (hall  be  forgiven* 
And  that  the  dead  foaii  rife ;  and  that 
The  Saints  fhall  dwell  in  Heaven. 


XI. 


Cm) 

XL 

Vpoti  a  lotfringMormn^. 

tfl/EH,  with  the  day,  I  fee,  the  Clouds  appear, 

And  mix  the  light  with  darknefs  every  where  .• 
This  threatmng  is  to  Travellers,  that  go. 
Long  Journeys,  flabby  Rain,  they'l  have  or  Snow, 
Elfe  while  I  gaze,  the  Sun  doth  with  his  beams 
Belace  the  Clouds,  as 'f were  with  bloody  Streams; 
This  done,  they  fuddenly  do  watry  grow, 
And  weep,  and  pour  their  tears  out  where  they  go. 

Comyartfon. 

Thus  'tis  when  Gofpel-light  doth  ulher  in 
Tous,  both  fenfe  of  Grace,  and  fenfe  of.Sin  \ 
Yea  v?hen  it  makes  fin  red  with  ChrilFs  blood. 
Then  we  can  weep,  till  weeping  does  us  good- 

XII. 
Vpon  over-mnch  Nicemjs. 

TIs  much  to  fee  how  over-Nice  forae  are, 
About  the  Body  and  Houfhold  Affair : 
While  what's  of  worth,  they  (lightly  pafs  itby, 
Not  doing,  or  doing  it  flovenly. 

Their 


(*4) 
Their  houfe  muft  be  well  fumifti^be  in  print ; 
Mean  while  their  Soul  lies  ley,  hjss  do  good  iriL 
Its  outfide  alfo  they  muft  beautifie, 
When  in  it  there's  fcarce  common  Honefty. 

Their  Bodies  they  muft  have  trick'd  up,  and  trim 
Their  infide  full  of  Filth  up  to  the  brim. 
Upon  their  cloths  there  muft  not  be  a  fpot, 
But  ls  their  lives  morethen  one  common  Blot? 

How  nice,  how  coy  are  fome  about  their  Diet, 
That  can  their  crying  Souls  with  Hogs- meat  quiet. 
All  dreft  muft  to  an  hair  be,  elfe  'tis  naught, 
While  of  the  living  bread  they  have  no  thought* 
Thus  for  their  Outfide  they  are  clean  and  nice, 
While  their  poor  Infide  ft  inks  with  fin  and  vice. 

JLlh 

Meditations  upon  the  C&ndk. 

MAn's  like  a  Candle  in  a  Candfeftick, 
Made  up  of  Tallow,  and  a  little  Wick-, 
And  as  the  Candle  is  when  'tis  not  lighted, 
So  is  he  who  is  in  his  fins  benighted. 
Nor  can  a  man  his  Soul  with  Grace  infpire, 
More  then  can  Candles  fet  themfelves  on  fire. 

Candles  receive  their  light  from  what  they  are  ndfc 
Men  Grace  from  him,  for  whom  at'firft  they  carenot, 
^  We  manage  Candles  when  they  take  the  fire j 
God  men,  when  he  with  Grace  doth  them  infpire. 

And 


And  biggeft  Candles  give  the  better  light, 
As  Grace  on  biggeft  Sinners  (Vines  mofl. 

The  Candle  (nines  to  make  another 
A  Saint  unto  his  Neighbour  ligh  mould 

The  blinking  Candle  we  do  much  defpifc, 
Saints  dim  of  light  are  high  in  no  mans  eyes. 

Again  ,  though  it  may  feem  to  fomea  Riddle, 
We  ufe  to  light  our  Candle  at  the  middle ; 
True,  light  doth  at  the  Candles  end  appear, 
And  Grace  the  heart  firft  reaches  by  the  Ear. 
But  'tis  the  Wick  the  fire  doth  kindle  on, 
As  'tis  the  heart  that  Grace  firft  works  upon. 
Thus  both  doth  fallen  upon  what's  the  main, 
And  fo  their  Life  and  Vigour  do  maintain. 

The  Tallow  makes  the  Wick  yield  to  thefire; 
And  finful  Flefh  doth  make  the  Soul  defire, 
Thar  Grace  may  kindle  on  it,  in  it  bun  5 
So  Evil  makes  the  Soul  from  Evil  turn. 

Bur.  Candles  in  the  wind  are  apt  to  flare  \ 
And  Chrift'ans  in  a  Tempelt  to  defpair. 

The  flame  alfo  with  Smoak  attended  is  ? 
And  in  our  holy  lives  there's  much  amifs. 

Sometimes  a  Thief  will  candle-light  annoy, 
And  lufts  do  feek  our  Graces  to  deftroy. 

What  brackifh  is  will  make  a  Candle  fputter  *, 
T'wixt  fin  and  Grace  there's  oft  a  heavy  clutter. 

Sometimes  the  light  burns  dim,  'cauie  of  the  fnuff, 
Sometimes  it  is  blown  quite  out  with  a  puff. 

But  Watchfulnefs  preventeth  both  tfclefe  evils,  % 
Keeps  Candles  light  and  Grace  in  fpigtat  of  Devils. 

Nor 


Nor  let  not  fnufFsnor  puffs  make  us  to  doubt; 
Our  Candles  may  be  lighted,  though  puffiout. 

The  Candle  io  the  night  doth  all  excel. 
Nor  Sun,  nor  Moon,  nor  Scars,  then  (Vine  fo  well. 
So  is  the  Christian  in  our  Hemifphere, 
Whofe  light  (hews  others  how  their  courfe  ta  (leer. 

When  Candles  are  put  out,  all's  in  confufion  j 
where  Chriftians  are  not, Devils  make  Intrufion. 
Then  happy  are  they  whofuch  Candles  have, 
All  others  dwell  in  darknefs  and  the  Grave. 

But  Candles  that  do  blink  within  the  Socket, 
And  Saints  whofe  heads  are  always  in  their  pocket, 
Are  much  alike ;  fuch  Candles  make  us  fumble, 
And  at  fuch Saints,good  men  and  bad  do  [tumble. 

Good  Candles  do'nt  offend,  except  fore  eyes, 
Nor  hurt  unlefs  it  be  the  filly  Flies : 
Thus  none  like  burning  Candles  in  the  night , 
Nor  ought  to  holy  living  for  delight. 

But  let  us  draw  towards  the  Candles  end, 
The  fire,you  fee,  doth  Wick  and  Tallow  fpend. 
As  Grace  mans  life,  until  his  Glafs  is  run, 
And  fo  the  Candle  and  the  Man  is  done. 

The  man  now  lays  him  down  upon  his  Bed  j 
The  Wick  yields  up  its  fire  *,  and  fo  is  dead. 
The  Candle  now  extinft  is,  but  the  man, 
By  Grace  mounts  up  to  Glory,  there  to  fland. 


XIV 


XIV. 

Upon  the  Sacraments. 

Two  Sacraments  I  do  believe  there  be, 
Baptifm  and  the  Supper  of  the  Lord  : 
Both  Myfteries  divine,  which  do  to  me, 
By  Gods  appoi  ntment,  benefit  afford : 
But  (hall  they  be  my  God  ?  or  fnall  I  have 
Of  them  fo  foul  and  impious  a  Thought, 
To  think  that  from  the  Curfe  they  can  me  fave  ? 
Bread,  Wine,  nor  Water  me  no  ramfom  bought. 

XV. 

Vpon  the  Suns  Reflellion  upon  the  Clouds  in  a  fair  Mor- 
ning. 

T    Ook  yonder,  ah !  Methinks  mine  eyes  do  fee, 
JL/   Clouds  edg'd  with  filver,  as  fine  Garments  be  ! 
They  look  as  if  they  faw  that  Golden  face, 
That  makes  black  Clouds  moll  beautiful  with  Grace. 

Unto  the  Saints  fweet  incenfe  or  their  Prayer, 
Thefe  Smoaky  curdled  Clouds  I  do  compare. 
For  as  thefe  Clouds  feem  edg'd  or  lae'd  with  Gold, 
Their  Prayers  return  with  Bledings  manifold. 


XVI 


08) 
XVI. 

"Upon  Apparel. 

GOd  gave  usCloaths  to  hide  cmr  Nak&dmfs, 
And  we  by  them,  do  it  expofe  to  View. 
Our  Pride,  and  unclean  Minds,  to  an  excep , 
By  our  Apparel  we  toothers  (hew. 

XVII. 

The  Sinner  and  the  Spider. 

Sinner. 


Hat  black  ?  what  ugly  crawling  thing  art 
Spider.  (thoo? 


vv 

I  am  a  Spider 

Sinner. 
A  Spider ,  J^  alfo  aflthy  Creature. 

Spider. 

Not  filthy  as  thy  felf,  in  Name  or  Feature  : 
My  Name  iu  tailed  is  to  my  Creation j 
My  Feature's  from  the  God  of  thy  Salvation. 

Sinner, 
lam  a  Mat\  and  in  God's  Image  made, 
I  batte  a  Sonlfhall  neither  dye  nor  fade  : 
God  has  poffefjed  me  with  humane  Reafon, 
Speaf^ntt  agatnft  me,  left  'thou  fpeakefi Treason. 


Op) 

For  if  I*™  the  Image  cfmy  Maker, 
Of  Slander i  laid  on  me  he  is  Partak&r. 

Spider* 

I  know  thou  art  a  Creature  far  above  me, 
Therefore  I  fhun,  f  fear,  and  alfo  love  rhee. 
But  tho  thy  God  hath  made  thee  fuch  a  Crearure, 
Thou  hall:  agatnft  him  often  played  the  Traitor. 
Thy  fin  has  fetcht  thee  down :  Leave  off  to  boail  \ 
Nature  thou  halt  dcftTd  ,  God's  Image  loft. 
Yea  thou,  thy  J  elf  a  very^Beaft  haft:  made, 
And  art  become  like  Grafs,  which  Toon  doth  fade. 
Thy  Soul,  thyReafon,  yea  thy  fpotlefs  State* 
Sin  has  fubjected  to  th'moft  dreadful  fate. 
But  I  retain  my  primitive  condition, 
I've  alj,  but  what  I  loll  by  thy  Ambition. 
Sinner. 

Thou  venom  d  thing,  J  kn°w  not  ™hat  to  call  the?*) 
the  Dregs  of  Nature  far ely  did  hefal  thee  \ 
IhoH  waft  mads  of  the  Drofs,  and  Scum  of  all  '7 
Mar.  hates  theey  doih  tnfcon  n  thee  Spider  call. 

Spider. 
My  Venom  s  good  for  fortieth  ing,'caufe  God  made  it  i 
Thy  Sin  has  fpoiit  thy  Nature,  doth  degrade  it 
Of  humane  Vertues^  thereforethol  fear  thee, 
I  will  not,  tho  I  might,  defpife and  jear  thee. 
Thou  fay  ft  I  am  the  very  Dregs  of  Nature, 
ThV  Sir's  the  fpawn  of  Devils,  'tis  do  Creature 
Thou  fay  ft  man  hates  me,  'caufe  I  am  a  Spider. 
poor  man,  thou  at  thy  God  art  a  Derider : 

C  z  M* 


(zo) 

My  venom  tendcth  to  ray  Prefervation ; 
Thy  pleafing  Follies  work  out  thy  Damnation. 
Poor  man,  1  keep  the  rules  of  my  Creation  \ 
Thy  Hn  has  caft  thee  headlong  from  thy  Station, 
I  hurt  no  body  willingly,  but  thou 
Art  a  felf-Murderer:  Thou  knowfl  not  how 
To  do  what  good'is,  no  thou  loveft  evil*,  • 
Thou  fly'fl:  God's  Law,  adhereft  to  the  Devil 

Smner* 
lll-fhapedCreatnre  there  s  Antipathy 
'Twixt  Men  and  Spiders,  'its  in  vain  to  lie, 
I  bate  thee%  ft  and  off\  if  thou  doft  come  mgh  mey 
rilcrtifo  thee  with  my  foot-,  I  do  defie  thee* 
Spider. 

They  are  ill  fhap't,  who  warped  are  by  fin* 
Antipathy  jn  thee  haih  longtime  bin 
To  God.    No  marvel  then,  if  me  his  Creature 
Thou  dofh  defie,  pretending  Name  and  Feature. 
But  why  (land  o(F?  My  Prefence  fhall  not  throng  thee, 
'Tis  not  my  venom,  but  thy  fiu  doth  wrong  thee. 

Come  I  will  teach  thee  Wifdom,  do  but  hear  ffl?? 
I  was  made  for  thy  profit,  do  not  feer  me. 

But  if  thy  God  thou  wilt  not  hearken  to, 
What  can  the  Swallow,  Ant,  or  Spider  do? 
Yet  I  will  fpeak,  1  can  but  be  reje&ed  -7 
Sometime5  great  things,  by  fmall  means  are  effected 

Hai  k  then  ;  tho  man  is  noble  by  Creation, 
He's  lapi'ed  now  to  fuch  Degeneration  j 
Is  fo  befotted,  and  fo  carelels  grown, 
Asr.oc  to  grieve,  though  he  has  overthrown 

Hiaifdf 


Himfelf,  and  brought  to  Bondage  every  thing 
Created,  from  the  Spider  to  the  King. 

This  we  poor  Seniitives  do  feel  and  fee  \ 
For  fubjectto  theCurfeyou  made  us  be. 
Tread  no:  upon  memeither  from  me  go  ; 
JTisman  which  has  brought  all  the  world  to  Wo. 

The  Law  cf  my  Creationbids  me  teach  thee;, 
I  will  not  for  thy  Pride  to  God  impeach  thee. 

I  fpin,  I  weave,  and  ail  to  let  thee  fee, 
Thy  belt  performances  but  Cob-  webs  be. 
Thy  Glory  now  is  brought  to  fuch  an  Ebb, 
It  doth  not  much  excel  the  Spider's  Web. 
My  Webs  becoming  fnares  aud  traps  forFlics; 
Do  fet  the  wiles  of  Hell  before  thine  eyes. 
Their  tangling  nature  is  to  kt  thee  fee, 
Thy  fms  (too  )  of  a  tangling  nature  be. 
My  Den,  or  Hole,  for  that  Yisbottomlefs, 
Doth  of  Damnation  fhevv  the  Laftingnefs. 
My  lying  quat,  until  the  Fly  is  catcht, 
Shews,  fecretlyHeil  hath  thy  ruin  hatcht. 
lothatlonherfeize,  when  (he  is  taken, 
1  (hew  who  gathers  whom  God  hath  forfaken. 
The  Fly  lies  buzzing  in  my  Web  to  tell 
Thee,  how  the  Sinners  roar  and  bowl  in  Hell 

Nowiince  1  fnew  thee  all  thefe  Mylteries, 
How  canlt  thoahate  me;  or  me  Scandalize  ? 

Sinner.  - 

We^  mil,  I  no  more  will  be  a  Verider ; 
I  did  not  look  for  fuch  things  from  a  Spider. 

C    3  .Spider 


O) 

Spider. 

Come,  hold  thy  peace,  what  I  have  yet  to  fay, 

If  heeded,  help  thee  may  another  day. 

Since  I  an  ugly  ven'mous  Creature  be, 

There  is  fome  Semblance  'cwtxt  vile  Man  and  Me. 

My  wild  and  heediels  Runnings,  are  like  thofe 
Whofe  ways  to  xuin  do  their  Souls  expoie. 
Day- light  is  not  my  time,  I  work  'krf  night. 
To  (hew,  they  are  like  me  who  hate  the  Light. 
The  flighted  Brufh  will  overthrow  my  houfe, 
To  (hew  falfe  Pleafures  are  not  worfes  Loufe, 
The  Maid  fweeps  one  Web  down,  I  make  another j 
To  (hew  how  heedlefs  ones  Convictions  fmothcr. 
My  Web  is  no  defence  stall  to  me, 
Nor  will  faife  Hopes  at  Judgment  be  to  thee. 

S  wrier. 
O  Spider  I  have  heard  thee,  and  do  wonder, 
ji  Sfider  fliotdd  thus  lighten,  and  thus  thunder  \ 
Spider. 
Do  but  hold  flil),  and  1  wifl'lct  thee,  fee, 
Yet  in  my  ways  more  Myfteries  there  be. 
Shall  not  Idotheegood,  ifi  thee  tell, 
!  fhew  to  thee  a  four-  fold  way  to  Hell. 

For  fince  I  fet  my  Webs  in  lundry  places, 
I  [hew  men  go  to  Hell  in  divers  traces 

One  I  fet  en  the  window,  that  J  might 
Shew,  fome  go  down  to  Hell  with  Gofpel-lighL 

One  I  fer  m  a  Corner,  as  you  fee, 
To  (hew,  how  fome  in  lecrct  inared  be. 


Grofc 


03) 

Grofs  Webs  great  flore  I  fet  in  darkfome  places, 
To  (hew,  how  many  fin  with  brazen  faces. 

Another  Web  I  fet  aloft  on  high, 
To  (hew,  there's  fome  profefTmg  men  mull  dye. 
Thus  ia  my  Ways,  God  Wifdom  doth  conceal -, 
And  by  my  ways,  that  Wifdom  doth  reveal. 

1  hide  my  felf,when  I  for  Flies  do  wait, 
So  doth  the  Devil,  when  he  lays  his  bait. 
Ifl  do  fearthelofingofmyprey, 
1  ftir  me,  and  more  fnares  upon  her  lay. 
This  way,  and  that,  her  Wings  and  Legs  I  eye, 
That  fure  as  (he  is  catcht,  fo  (he  rauft  dye. 
But  i  f  I  fee  file's  like  to  get  away, 
Then  with  my  Venom,  I  her  journey  [lay. 
All  which  my  ways,  the  Devii  imitates, 
To  catch  men  'caufehe  their  Salvation  hates. 
Sinner. 

0  Spider ,  thou  di  Ughfft  me  with  thy  Sk$% 
I  prethee  Jptt  this  Ver.om  at  me  ft  ill. 

Spider. 

1  am  a  Spider,  yet  I  can  pofiefs 

The  Palace  of  a  King,  where  Happinefs 

So  much  abounds.  Nor  when  I  do  go  thither, 

Do  they  ask  what,  or  whence  I  come,  or  whether 

1  make  my  hafly  Travels,  no  not  they  •, 

They  let  me  pafs,  and  I  go  on  my  way. 

1  feize  the  Palace,  do  with  hands  take  hold 

Of  Ooors,  of  locks,  or  bolts  ^  yea  I  am  bold. 

When  in,  to  Clamber  up  unto  the  Throne, 
And  to  pofiefs  it>  as  if 'twere  mine  own.  K 

C  4  Nol 


Cm) 

Ncris  there  ar\>  Law  for  bidding  me 
Here co  abide,  ot  in  this  Palace  be. 

Yea,  in  pleafc  I  do  thehigheft  Stories 
Afoond,  theiefir,  arid  fo  behold  the  Glories* 
My  felf is  compafi:  with,  as  ifl  were 
One  ofihechiefefi:  Courtiers  that  be  there. 

Here  Lords  and  Ladies  do  come  round  about  me, 
With  grave  Demeanor.-  Nor  do  any  flout  me, 
For  this  my  brave  Adventure,  no  not  they  •, 
They  come,  they  go,  but  leave  me  there  today. 

Now,  my  Reproacher,I  do  by  all  this 
Shewliow  thou  may 'ft  po  fiefs  thy  felf  of  Blifs : 
Thou  art  worfe  than  a  Spider,  but  take  hold 
On  Chriir.  theDoor,  thou  malt  not  be  controuPd. 
By  him  do  thou  the  Heavenly  Palace  enter, 
None  chide  thee  will  for  this  thy  brave  Adventure. 

Approach  thou  then  unto  the  very  Throne, 
There  {peak  thy  mind,  fear  not,  the  Day's  thine  own. 
Nor  Saint  nor  Angel  will  thee  (toper  fray  ', 
But  rather  tumble  blocks  cut  of  thy  way. 
My  Venom  (lops  not  me,  let  not  thy  Vice 
Stop  thee  \  pofiefs  thy  felf  of  Paradice. 

Go  on,  1  fay.  although  thou  be  a  Sinner, 
L.earn  to  be  bold  in  Faith  of  me  a  Spinner. 
This  is  the  way  the  Glories  to  pofiefs, 
And  to  enjoy  what  no  man  can  exprefs. 

Sometimes  I  find  the  Palace  door  uplock't  j 
And  fo  my  entrance  thither  as  up  blockt. 
But  am  1  daunted  >  No.  I  here  and  there 
Do  feel,  andfcaTch:,  fo,  if  I  anywhere, 


AS 


Ac  any  chink  or  crevife  find  my  way, 

!  croud,I  prcfs  for  paflage,  make  do  flay  ; 

And  fo,  tho  difficultly,  I  attain 

The  Palace,  yen  the  Throne  where  Princes  reign. 

I  croud  fometimes,as  if  Fd  burft  in  fonder  i 

And  art  thou  crufh't  with  flriving  do  not  wonder. 

Some  fcarce  get  in,  and  yet  indeed  they  enter  •, 

Knook,  for  they  nothing  have  that  nothing  venture. 

Nor  will  the  King  himfelf  throw  dirt  on  thee, 
As  thou  haft  cafl  Reproaches  upon  me. 
He  will  not  hate  thee,  O  thou  foul  Bacfe  Aider/ 
As  thou  didft  me,  becaufe  I  am  a  Spider. 

Now,  to  conclude  •,  fince  I  fuch  Doctrine  bring, 
Slight  me  no  more,  call  me  not  ugly  thing. 
God  wifdom  hath  unto  the  Pifs-ant  given, 
And  Spiders  may  teach  men  the  way  to  Heaven. 

Sinner, 

Well,  my  good  Spider,  I  my  Errors  fee , 

1  vas  a.  fool  for  ratling  upon  thee. 

Thy  Nature^  Vc.nomy  and  thy  fearful  Hue, 

BotJijhew  \vha>S<nners  are,  and  what  they  do. 

Thy  iray  and  works  do  alfo  darkly  tell, 
ncv?  fame  men  "oto  Heaven,  and  fomc  to  Hell, 
Thcitart.  my  Monitor ,/  am  a  Fcol  j 
Toty  learn  may,  that  to  Spiders  go  to  School. 


XVI  I  I. 


XVIII. 

Mcditatiens  upon  day  before  San- fifing, 

But  all  this  while,  where's  he  whofe  Golden  rayj 
Drives  night  away,and  beautifies  our  days? 
Where's  he  whofe  goodly  face  doth  warm  and  heal, 
And  (hew  us  what  the  dar kfome  nights  conceal  ? 
Where's  he  that  thaws  our  Ice,  drives  Cold  away  ? 
Let's  have  him,  or  we  care  not  for  the  day. 

Thus  'tis  with  who  partakers  are  of  Grace, 
There's  nought  to  them  like  their  Redeemers  face. 

XIX. 

Of  the  Mole  in  the  Ground. 

THe  Mole's  a  Creature  very  fmoorh  and  flick, 
She  digs  i'th'dirt,  but  'twill  not  on  her  Irick. 
So's  he  who  counts  this  world  hisgreateft  gains, 
Yet  nothing  gees  hut's  labour  for  his  pains. 
Earth's  the  Mole's  Element,  (he  can't  abide 
To  be  above  ground,  dirt  heaps  are  her  pride  '7 
And  he  is  likeher,who  the  Wordiingplay^, 
He  imitates  her  in  her  works,  and  ways. 

Poor  filly  Mole,  that  thou  fhouldlr  love  to  be, 
Where  thou,  nor  Sun,  nor  Moon,  nor  Stars  can  fee. 
Bnt  oh  1  How  f  lly's  he.  who  doth  not  care, 
So  he  gets  Earth,  to  have  of  Heaven  a  fhare . 


C*7) 

xxf 

OftheCtackovr* 

Thou  Booby,  fayft  thou  nothing  but  Cucfyvc  !' 
The  fofow  and  the  Wren  can  thee  oct  do. 
Thty  to  us  play  thorow  their  little  throats^ 
Not  one,  but  fundry  pretty  taking  Notes. 

But  thou  Ion  ft  Felldws ,  fome  lathee  can  do 
Little  but  fuck,onr  Eggs^  and  fing  Cuckow. 

Thy  notes  do  not  Firft  welcome  in  our  Spring, 
Nor  doft  thou  it's  firft  Tokens  to  us  bring. 
Birds  lefs  then  thee  by  far,Iike  Prophets,  do 
Tell  us 'tis  coming,  tho  not  by  Cuckow. 

Nor  doft  thou  Summer  have  away  with  thee, 
Though  thouayauling,  hauling  Cuckow  be. 
When  thou  doft  ceafe  among  us  to  appear, 
Then  dotii  our  Harveft  bravely  crown  our  year. 

but  t  bon  ha  ft  fellows,  feme  like  thee  can  do 
Utile  but  fud^nuT  Eggs ,  and  fing  Cuckow. 

Since  Cuckows  forward  not  our  early  Spring, 
Nor  help  with  notes  to  bring  our  Harveft  is.- 
And  fince  while  here  ,  (he  only  makes  a  noife, 
^o  pieafing  unto  noneas  Girls  and  Boys  \ 
The  Formal ift  we  may  compare  her  to, 
for  he  doth  fuck  our  Eggs  and  fing  Cuckoo 


XXr, 


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XXL 

Of  the  Boy  and  Butter  Fly. 

Behold  how  eager  this  our  little  Boy, 
L  of  this  Butter  Fly,  as  if  all  Joy, 
All  Profits,  Honours,  yea  and  lading  Pleafures, 
Were  wrapt  up  in  her,  or  the  richeft  Treafures, 
Found  in  her  would  be  bundled  up  together, 
When  all  her  all  is  lighter  than  a  feather. 

He  hollo's,  runs,  and  cries  out  here  Boys,  here, 
Nor  doth  he  Brambles  or  the  Nettles  fear  : 
He  Humbles  at  the  Mole-Hills,  up  he  gets, 
And  runs  again,  as  one  bereft  of  wirs-, 
And  all  this  labour  and  this  large  Cut-cry, 
Is  only  for  a  filly  Butter  fly. 

GomparifoiJ. 

Thislittle  Boy  an  Emblem  is  of  thofe, 

Whofe  hearts  are  wholly  at  the  World's  difpofe. 

TheButter-fly  dothreprefenttomc, 

The  Worlds  bell  things  at  beO  but  fading  be. 

All  are  iut  painted  Nothings  and  falfe  Joys, 

Like  this  poor  Butter- fly  to  rhefe  our  Boys. 

His  runni  ng  thorough  Nettles, Thorns  and  Bryers, 
To  gratifie  hisboyifh  fond  defires, 
His  tumbling  over  Mole-hills  to  attain 
His  end,  namely,  his  Butter-fly  to  gam  j 

Doth 


<*9) 

Doth  plainly  fhew,  what  hazards  fome  men-run, 

To  get  what  will  be  lull  as  foon  as  won. 

Men  leem  in  Choice,  then  children  far  more  wife, 

Bccaufe  they  run  not  after  Butter,  flies  .- 

When  yet  alas /for  what  are  empty  Toys 

1  hey  follow  Children,  like  to  beardlefs  toy;. 

XXIL 

Of  the  Fly  at  the  Candle. 

WhatailsthisFIy  thus  defperately  to  enter 
A  Corrtbat  w  ith  the  Candle  ?  will  (he  venture 
To  claSfl.at  light  ?  Away  thou  filly  fly  • 
Thusdoing,  thou  wilt  burn  thy  wings  and  dye. 

But 'tis  a  folly  her  advice  to  give, 
She'l  kill  the  Candle,  or  (he  will  not  live. 

Slap,  favsfhe,  at  it;  then  fhe  makes  retreat. 
So  wheels  about  and  doth  her  blows  repeat. 

Nor  doth  the  Candle  let  her  quite  efcape, 
But  gives  fome  little  check  unto  the  Ape  : 
Throws  up  her  heels  it  doth,  fo  down  me  falls 
Where  (he  liesfprawling,  and  for  fuccor  calls. ' 

When  (he  recovers,  up(hegets3gain, 
And  at  the  Candle  comes  with  might  and  main 
But  cow  behold,  the  Candle  takes  theTly, 
And  holds  her  till  medoth  by  burning  dve, 


Cornier /fort. 


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Cmfarifin* 

This  Candle  is  an  Emblem  of  that  Light, 
Cur  Gofpel  gives  in  this  our  darkfome  night* 
The  Fly  a  lively  Picture  is  of  thofe 
That  hate,  and  do  this  Gofpel  light  oppofe. 
At  laft;  the  Gofpel  doth  become  their  fnare, 
Doth  thein  with  burning  hands  inpeices  tear. 

XXIII. 

Vpon  the  Lark  and  the  Fowler 

Thou  fimple  Bird  what  mak'ft  thou  here  to  play  i 
Look,  there's  the  Fowler,  prethee  come  away. 
Doll  not  behold  the  Met  ?  Look  there 'tis  fpread, 
Venture  a  little  further  thou  art  dead. 

Is  there  not  room  enough  in  all  the  Field 
For  thee  topiay  in,  but  thou  needs  muft  yield 
To  the  deceitful  giitt'nng  of  a  Glafs, 
Plac'd  betwixt  Nets  to  bring  thy  death  topafs? 

Bird,  if  thou  art  fo  much  fordazling  light, 
Look,  there's  the  Sun  above  thee,  dart  upright? 
Thy  nature  istofoar  up  to  the  Sky, 
Why  wilt  thou  come  down  to  the  nets,  and  dye? 

Take  no  heed  to  the  Fowler's  cempnng  Call  j 
This  whittle  he  enchanteth  Birds  withal. 
Or  if  thou  feeft  a  live  Bird  in  his  net, 
Belkve  (he's  there  'caufe  thence  (he  cannot  get. 

Look 


CiO 

Look  how  he  teropteth  thee  with  his  Decov, 
That  he  may  rob  thee  of  thy  Life,  thy  Joy ; 
Come,  prethee  Bird,  I  prethee  come  away, 
Why  mould  this  net  thee  take,when  'fcape  thou  may? 

Hadft  thou  not  Wings,or  were  thy  feathers  pull'd, 
Or  waft  thou  blind  or  fad  afleep  wer'c  lull'd  ; 
The  cafe  would  fomewhat  alter,  but  for  thee, 
Thy  eyes  are  ope,  andchou  hall  Wings  to  fee. 

Remember  that  thy  Song  is  in  thy  Rife, 
Not  in  thy  Fall,  Earth's  not  thy  Paradife.^ 
Kecpup  aloft  then,  -let  thy  circuits  be 
Above,  where  Birds  from  Fo wlets  nets  axe  free, 

Comparifon 

This  Fowler  is  an  Emblem  of  the  Devi!, 
His  Nets  and  Whittle,  Figures  of  all  eviJ. 
HisGlafsan  Emblem  is  of  finful  Pleafure, 
And  his  Decoy,  of  who  counts  fin  a  Treaibre. 

This  fimple  Lark's  a  Ihadow  of  a  Saint, 
Under  allurings,  ready  now  to  faint. 

This  admonifhera  true  Teacher  is, 
Whofe  work's  to  (hew  the  Soul  the  fnare  andblifo 
And  how  it  may  this  Fowler's  net  efcape, 
And  not  commit  upon  it  felf  this  Rape. 


XXIV- 


XXIV. 

Of  the  fatted  Swine* 

Ah, Sirrah !  I  perceive  thou  arc  Corn-fed, 
With  bell  of  Hoggs-meat  thou  art  pampered. 
Thou  wallow'il  in  thy  fat,  upihou  art  ftald, 
Art  not  as  heretofore  to  Hogs-  wafh  call'd .  ( it. 

Thine  Ortslean  Pigs  would  leapat,ni)ght  they  have 
One  may  fee  by  their  whining  how  tfyey  crave  it. 
But  Hogg,  why  look'ft  fo  big  ?  Why  dofl;  fo  flounce, 
Sofnort,  and  fling  away,  doft  now  renounce 
Subjection  to  thy  Lord,  'caufe  he  has  fed  thee? 
Thou  art  yet  but  a  Hogg,  offuch  he  bred  thee. 
Layby  thy  fnorting^  do  not  look  fo  big, 
What  was  thy  PredecefTor  but  a  Pig. 

But  come  my  gruntling,when  thou  art  full  kd9 
Forth  to  the  Butchers  Stall  thou  mud  be  led. 
Then  will  an  end  be  put  untothy  fnor  tings, 
Uoto  thy  boarilh  Looks  and  hoggifh  Sportiflgs  *f 
Then  thy  Ihrill  crys  will  eccho  in  the  air  » 
Thus  will  my  Pig  for  all  his  Greatnefs  fare. 

Comparifofl. 

This  Emblem  mews,  fome  men  are  in  this  life, 
Like  full-fed  Hoggs  prepared  for  the  Knife. 
It  likewife  (hews  fome  can  take  no  Reproof 
More  f  han  the  fatted  Hogg,  whoftands  aloof. 

Yea 


Yea;  that  they  never  will  for  mercy  cry, 
Tiii  time  is  paft,  and  they  fo:  fin  mult  dye. 

XXV. 

On  the ji fag  of  the  Sun. 

LOok,looVorave  Sol  doth  peep  up  from  beneath. 
Shews  us  his  golden  face,  doth  on  us  bteath. 
He  alfo  doth  compafsus  round  wirti  Glories, 
Whilft  he  afcends  up  to  his  higher  Stories. 
Where  he  his  Banner  over  us  difplays, 
And  gives  us  light  to  fee  our  Works  and  Ways. 

Nor  are  we  now,  as  at  the  peep  of  light, 
To  queftion,  Is  it  day,  or  is  it  night  ? 
The  night  is  gone,  the  (had ow's  fled  away  •, 
And  we  now  moft  fure  are  that  it  is  day. 
Our  Eyes  behold  it,  and  our  Hearts  believe  it, 
Nor  can  the  wit  of  man  in  this  deceive  it. 

And  thus  it  is  when  Jefus  (hews  his  face, 
And  doth  affure  us  of  his  Love  and  Grace. 

XXVI. 

Vpon  the  promififtgFruitfulnefs  of  a  Tree. 

Comely  fight  indeed  it  is  to  fee, 

A  World  of  Bibflbms  on  an  Apple-tree. 

Yet  far  more  comely  would  this  Tree  appear,  . 

If  all  its  dainty  blooms  young  Apples  were, 

D  Bat 


A 


(34) 
But  how  much  more  might  one  upon  it  fee, 
If  all  would  hang  there  till  they  ripe  ftiould  be. 
But  molt  of  all  in"Beauty  'twould  abound, 
If  then  none  worm-eaten  could  there  be  fouud. 

But  we,  alas!  Do  commonly  behold 
Blooms  fall  apace,  if  mornings  be  but  cold. 
They  (too )  which  hang  till  they  young  Apples  are, 
By  blading  Winds  and  Vermtne  take  defpair. 
Store  that  do  hang,  while  almoft  ripe,  we  fee 
By  bluftnng  Winds  are  (haken  from  the  Tree. 
So  that  of  many  only  fome  there  be, 
That  grow  till  they  come  to  Maturity. 

Comparifon. 

This  Tree  a  perfect  Emblem  is  of  thofe, 
Which  God  doth  plant, which  in  his  Garden  grows. 

It's  blafted  Blooms  are  Motions  unto  Good, 
Which  chill  Affections  do  nip  in  the  bud. 

Thofe  little  Apples  which  yet  blafted  are, 
Shew,  fame  good  Purpoje st  no  good  Fruits  bare. 

Thofe  fpoilt  by  Vermin  are  to  let  us  fee, 
How  good  Attempts  by  b2d  Thoughts  ruin'd  be. 

Thofe  which  the  Wind  blows  down,while  they  are 
Shew, good  Work*  have  by  Tryal  fpoyled  been.*(green, 

Thofe  that  abide,  while  ripe,  upon  the  Tree, 
Shew,  in  a  good  man  fome  ripe  Fruit  wdl  be. 

Behold  then  how  aborrjve  fome  Froicsare, 
Which  at  the  fir  It  moft  promifing  appear. 

The 


the  Froft,the  Wind,the  Worm  with  time  doth  (hew. 
There  flows  from  much  Appearance,  works  but  few 

XXVII. 

On  the  Pofl-bcy. 

BEhold  this  Poft-boy,  with  what  hafteand  fpeed 
He  travels  on  the  Road  ;  and  there  is  need 
That  he  fo  does,  his  Bufinefs  call  for  hafte. 
For  mould  he  in  his  Journey  now  be  call:, 
His  Life  for  that  default  might  hap  to  go ; 
Yea,  and  the  Kingdom  come  to  ruin  too. 
Stages  are  for  him  fixt,  his  hour  is  Cet^ 
He  has  a  Horn  to  found*  that  none  may  let 
Him  in  his  hafte,  or  give  him  flop  or  (lay  . 
Then  Poft-boy  blow  thy  horn,  and  go  thy  way. 

Comparifoti* 

This  Poft-boy  in  this  haftean  Emblem  (s, 
Of  thofe  that  are  let  out  for  lading  Blifs. 
Nor  Pofts  that  glide  the  road  from  day  to  day, 
Have  fo  much  bufinefs,  nor  concerns  as  they. 
Make  clear  the  road  then,  Poft-boy  found  thy  horn, 
Mifcarry  here,  and  better  n'erc  been  born. 


D  2.  XXVIIf 


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x  x  v  1 1 1. 

Z//)^^  //?f  //orp  in  the  Mill. 

HOt  fa  fhat  work  i'th'MiJl  muft  hood-wink'C  be , 
For  rhey'lbefick  or  giddy,  if  they  fee. 
Bur  keep  them  blind  enough,  and  they  will  go 
That  way  which  would  a  feeing  Horfe  undo. 

Comparifon. 

Thus  'tis  with  thofe  that  do  go  Satan's  Round, 
No  feeing  man  can  live  upon  his  ground. 
Then  let  us  count  thofe  unto  fin  inclin'd, 
Either  befides  their  wits,  bewitch'd  or  blind. 

XXIX 

Upon  a  King  of  Bills* 

(weak, 

BElls  have  wide  mouths  and  tongues,  but  are  too 
Have  they  not  help,  to  ling,  or  talk,  orfpeak 
But  if  you  move  them  they  will  mak't  appear, 
By  fpeakmg  they*  I  make  all  the  Town  to  hear. 
^  When  Ringers  handle  them  with  Art  and  Skill, 
\  hey  Lhen  the  ears  of  their  Obfervers  fill, 
With  fuch  brave  Notes,  they  ting  and  tang  fo  well 
As  to  out  ftnpatl  with  their  ding,  dong,  Bell, 


(37) 

OmparifoTJ. 

Thefe  Bells  are  like  the  Powers  of  my  Soul  % 
rheir  Clappers  to  the  Paflions  of  my  mind 
Die  Ropes  by  which  my  Bells  are  madetotolc, 
(Vre  Promifes  ( I  by  experience  find) 

My  body  is  the  Steeple,  where  they  hang, 
My  Graces  they  which  do  ring  ev'ry  Bell : 
Mor  is  there  any  thing  gives  fuch  a  tang, 
A/hen  by  thefe  Ropes  thefe  Ringers  ring  them  well. 

Let  not  my  Bells  thefe  Ringers  waotyior  Ropes  •, 
(ea  let  them  have  room  for  to  fwing  and  fway  : 
ro  tofs  themfelves  deny  them  not  their  Scopes, 
-ord !  in  my  Steeple  give  them  room  to  play, 
ftheydotole,  ring  out,  or  chime  all  in, 
rhey  drown  the  tempting  tinckling  Voice  of  Vice : 
-ord .'  when  my  Bells  have  gone,  my  Soul  has  bin 
\s  'twere  a  tumbling  in  this  Paradice ! 

Or  if  thefeRmgers  do  the  Changes  ring, 
ipon  my  Bells,  they  do  fuch  Mufick  make, 
Uy  Soul  then(Lord)cannot  but  bounce  and  fing, 
>o  greatly  her  they  with  their  Mufick  t2kc. 
Jut  Boys  (  my  Lufts)  into  my  Belfry  go, 
^nd  pull  thefe  Ropes,  but  do  no  Mufick  make 
rhey  rather  turn  my  Be  Us  by  what  they  do, 
-)r  by  diforder  make  my  Steeple  (hake. 

Then,  Lord !  1  pray  thee  keep  my  Belfry  Key, 
-et  none  but  Graces  meddle  with  thefe  Ropes : 
*nd  when  thefe  naughty  Boys  come,  fay  them  Nay? 
:roni  fuch  Ringers  of  Mufick  there's  no  hopes. 

D  3  °' 


(38) 
.  O  Lord  *  If  thy  poor  Child  might  have  his  wib\ 
And  might  his  meaning  freely  to  thee  tell:, 
He  never  of  this  Mufick  has  his  fill, 
ThereYnctrung  to  him  like  thyding>dong,  Bell. 

XXX. 

V pox  the  Thief. 

Hp  He  Thief,  when  he  doth  flea!,  thinks  he  doth  ga'tRj 
1     Yet  then  the  grcateft  Lofs  he  doth  fuftain. 
Come  Thief,  tell  me  thy  Gains,  but  do  not  falter. 
When  fum'd  what  comes  it  to  more  than  the  Halter? 

Perhaps,  thoul'tfay,  the  Halter  I  defie  , 
So  thou  may  ft:  fay,4  yet  by  the  Halter  dye. 
Thoul't  lay,  then  there's  an  end  •,  no5  preth'ce  hold, 
He  was  no  Friend  of.thinethat  thee  i'o  told. 

Hear  thon  the  Word  of  God,  that  will  thee  tell, 
Without  Repentance  Thieves  mull  go  to  Hell. 
But  Ihotild  it  be  as  thy  falfe  Prophet  fays, 
Vet  nought  but  Lois  doth  come  by  Thicvtfh  ways. 

All  honed  men  will  flee  thy  Company, 
Thou  liv'ft  a  Rogue,  and  foa  Rogue  wile  dye. 
Innocent  boldnefs  thou  haft  none  at  all, 
Thy  inward  thoughts  do  thee  a  Villain  call. 

Sometimes  when  thou  ly'ft  warmly  on  thy  Bed* 
Thou  art  like  one  unto  the  Gallows  led. 
Fear,  as  a  Conftable,  breaks  in  upon  thee  % 
Thou  art  as  if  the  Town  was  up  to  ftone  thee. 


(39) 

If  Hogs  do  grunr,  or  filly  Rats  do  rude, 
Thou  arc  in  confirmations,  think'ft  a  bufle 
By  men  about  the  door  is  made  to  take  thee  * 
And  all  becauTegood  Confcience  doth  forlake  ihee. 

Thy  cafe  is  mod  deplorably  bad  •, 
Thou  ihun'fi:  to  think  on't.lefl:  thou  (houldfl:  be  mad. 
Thou  art  befet  with  mifchiefsev'ry  way, 
The  Gallows  groanech  for  thee  cv'ry  day. 

Wherefore,  I  prethee  Tnief,thy  Theft  forbear, 
Confuit  thy  fafety,  prethee  have  a  care. 
If  once  thy  Head  be  got  within  the  Noofe, 
'Twill  be  too  late  a  longer  Life  to  thufe. 

As  to  the  Penitent  thou  readeft  of, 
What's  that  to  them  who  at  Repentance  feoff! 
Nor  is  that  Grace  at  thy  Command  or  PowY, 
That  thou  fhouldft  put  it  offtill  the  lalt  hour. 

I  prethee  Thief  think  pn't,  and  turn  betime-, 

Few  go  to  Life  who  Jo  che  Gallows  clime. 


D4  XXXI. 


(*<0 

XXXI. 

Oflhe  Child  mth  the  Bird  at  the  Bujh. 

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\Ay  Httle  Bird,  how  canfb  thou  fit; 
JlVjL  And  fing  amidfl:  To  many  Thorns  / 
Let  me  bnt  hold  upon  thee  get. 
My  Love  with  Honour  thee  adorns. 
Thou  art  at  prefent  little  worth  •, 
Five  farthings  none  will  give  for  thee. 
But  prethee  little  Bird  come  forth, 
Thou  of  more  value  art  to  me. 

'Tis  true,  it  is Sun-fhine  today, 
TomorrowBirdswill  have  aStorm  •, 
My  pretty  one, come  thou  away, 
My  Bofora  then  (hall  keep  thee  warm. 
Thou  fubjett  art  to  cold   o'nights, 
When  darknefs  is  thy  covering, 
At  day's  thy  dangers  great  by  Kites, 
How  canft  thou  then  fit  there  and  fing? 

Thy 


(40 

Thy  food  is  fcarce  and  fcanty  too, 
Tis  Worms  and  Tralh  which  thou  doit  eat  ^ 
Thy  prefcnt  Itate  I  pity  do, 
Come,  Pll  provide  thee  better  meat. 

Pll  feed  thee  with  white  Bread  and  MilkT 
And  Suger-plumbs,  if  them  thou  crave  -y 
I'll  cover  thee  with  fincft  Silk, 
That  from  the  cold  I  may  thee  fave. 

My- Father's  Palace  (hall  be  thine, 
Yea  in  it  thou  (halt  fit  and  fing  * 
My  little  Bird,  if  choul't  be  mine, 
The  whole  year  round  (hall  be  thy  Spring. 

I'll  teach  thee  all  the  Notes  at  Court  '7 
Urn  nought  of  Mufick  thou  (halt  play  i 
And  all  that  thither  do  report, 
Shall  praife  thee  for  it  ev'ry  day. 

I'll  keep  thee  fafe  from  Cat  and  Cur, 
No  manncro'harm  (hall  come  to  theei 
Yea,  I  will  be  thy  Succourer, 
My  Bofom  (hall  thy  Cabbin  be. 
But  lo,  behold,  the  Bird  is  gone  ; 
Thefe  Charmings  would  not  make  her  yield  : 
The  Child's  left  at  the  Bu(h  alone, 
The  Bird  flies  yonder  o'er  the  Field. 

Compartfon. 

This  Child  of  Chrift  an  Emblem  is  j 
The  Bird  to  Sinners  I  compare: 
The  Thorns  are  like  thofe  Sins  of  his, 
Which  do  furround  him  ev'ry  where. 


Her 


(4*0 

>    Her  Songs,  her  Food,  and  Sun-fhine  day, 
An  Emblem's  of  thofe  foolifh  Toys, 
Which  to  Deduction  lead  the  way, 
The  fruit  of  worldly,  empty  Joys. 

The  Argnments  this  Child  doth  chufe, 
To  draw  to  him  a  Bird  thus  wild, 
Shews  Chrift  familiar  Speech  doth  cfe9 
To  make's  to  him  be  reconciled. 

The  Bird  in  that  (he  takes  her  Wing, 
To  fpeed  her  from  him  after  all: 
Shews  us,  vain  Mao  loves  any  things 
Much  better  than  the  Heav'nly  Call* 

XXXII. 


OfMofaandhtsWjfe. 

THis  Mofes  was  a  fair  and  comely  man? 
His  wife  a  fwarthy  Ethiopian  : 
Nor  did  his  Milk-white  Bofbm  change  her  Skin*, 
She  came  out  thence  as  black  as  me  went  in. 
Now  Mofes  was  a  type  of  Mofes  Law, 
His  Wife  likewifeof  one  that  never  faw    " 
Another  way  unto  eternal  Life  j 
There's  My  (Try  then  in  Mofes  and  his  Wife. 

The  Law  is  very  Holy,  Joft  and  good, 
And  to  it  is  efpoui'd  all  flefh  and  Blood ; 
But  this  its  Goodnefsit  cannot  beftow, 
On'aoy  that  are  wedded  thereunto. 

Therefore 


(43) 

Therefore  as  Mofes  Wife  came  fwarthy  in, 
And  went  out  from  him  without  change  ofSkia 
So  he  that  doth  the  Law  for  Life  adore, 
Shall  yet  by  it  be  left  a  Black-a-more. 

X  XXII I. 

Vpon  the  barren  Fig-tree  m  Goc"s  Vineyard 


What  barren.here !  in  this,  fogoodafayl? 
The  fight«of  this  doth  make  God's  heart  reCoyl 
From  giving  thee  his  Blefling  .  Barren  Tree, 
Bear  Fruit,  elfe  thine  end  will  curfed  be ! 

Art  thou  not  planted  by  the  water  fide  ? 
Know 'ft  not  thy  Lord  by  Fruit  is  glorifi'd  ? 
The  Sentence  is,  cut  down  the  barren  Tree : 
Bear  Fruit,  or  elfe  thine  End  will  curfed  be  1 

Had  not  been  dig'd  about,  and  dunged  too, 
Will  neither  Patience,  nor  yet  Drefiing  do  I 
The  Executioner  is  come,  O  Tree, 
Bear  Fruit,or  elfe  thine  End  will  curfed  be  / 

He  that  about  thy  Roots  takes  pains  to  dig, 
Would  if  on  thee  were  found  bnc  one  good  Fig, 
Preferve  thee  from  the  Axe:    But  barren  Tree,, 
Bear  Fruit,or  elfe  thy  End  will  curfed  be ! 

The  utmoftend  of  Patience  isat  hand, 
Tis  much  if  thou  much  longer  here  doth  ftand. 
0  Cumber-ground,  thou  art  a  barren  Tree, 
Bear  Fruit,  or  elfe  thine  End  will  curfed  be/ 

Thy 


(44) 
Thy  fhndingnor  thy  name  will  help  at  all, 
When  fruitful  Trees  are  fpared  thou  muft  fall. 
The  Axe  is  laid  unto  thy  Roots. O  Tree  ! 
■Bear  fruit,  ordfe  thine  End  will  curfed  be/ 

XXXI II  I. 

Of  the  Rofe-btijh. 

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THis  homely  Bufli  doth  to  mine  eyes  expofe, 
A  very  fair,  yea  comely,  ruddy^  Rofe. 
This  Rofe  doth  alfo  bow  its  head  to  me, 
Saying,eome,  pluck  me,  I  thy  Rofe  will  be. 
Yet  offer  I  to  gather  Rofe  or  Bud, 
Ten  to  one  but  the  Bu'(h  will  have  my  Blood. 

This  looks  like  a  Trappan,or  a  Decoy, 
To  offer,  and  yet  fnap  who  would  enjoy. 
Yea,  the  more  eager  on't,  the  more  in  danger, , 
Be  he  the  Matter  of  it,  or  a  Stranger. 

Bufh,  why  doll  bear  a  Rofe  ?  If  none  mull  harcit, 
Why  doll  expofe  it,  yet  claw  thofe  that  crave  it* 

Art 


(4J) 

Art  become  freakifh  ?  Doft  the  Wanton  play, 
Or  doth  thy  tefty  humour  tend  this  way  ? 

Comparison, 

ThisRofe  God's  Son 'is.with  his  ruddy  Looks. 
But  what's  the  Bujh  l  Whofe  pricks,  like  Tenter- 
Do  (cratch  and  claw  thefmefl:  Ladies  hands,  (hooks. 
Or  rent  her  Cloths,  if  (he  too  near  it  Hands. 

This  Bujh  an  Emblem  is  of  Adam's  race 
Of  which  Chrift  came,  when  he  his  Father's  Grace 
Commended  to  us  in  his  crimfon  Blood, 
While  he  in  Sinners  {lead  and  Nature  flood. 

Thus  Mam's  Race  did  bear  this  dainty  Rofe, 
And  doth  the  fame  to  Adam's  Race  expofe : 
But  thofe  of  Adam's  Race  which  at  it  catch, 
Adam's  Race  will  them  prick  and  claw  and  (cratch. 

XXXV. 

Of  the  going  down  of  the  Sun. 

What,  haft  thou  run  thy  Race?  Art  going  dowc  ? 
Thou  feemeft  angry,  why  doft  on  us  frown  i 
Yea  wrap  thy  head  with  Clouds,  and  hide  thy  face, 
Asthreatningto  withdraw  from  us  thy  Grace? 
Oh  leave  us  not.'  When  once  thou  hid'ft  thy  head, 
Our  Horizon  with  darknefs  will  be  fpread. 
Tell's,  who  hath  thee  offended?  Turn  again: 
Alas  /  too  late  Entreaties  are  in  vain .' 

Cbmparifott. 


(4<S) 

Comparifift. 

Our  Gofpcl  has  had  here  a  Summers  day  ; 
Bur  in  its  Sun-fhine  we,  like  Fools,  did  play. 
Or  clfe  fall  out,  and  with  each  other  wrangle, 
And  did  in  (lead  of  work  cot  much  but  jangle. 

And  if  our  Sun  leems  angry,  hides  his  face, 
Shall  it  go  down,  (hall  Night  pofTefs  this  place? 
Let  not  the  voice  of  night-Birds  us  afflict, 
And  of  our  mif-fpent  Summer  us  convict* 

XXXVI. 

Vpon  the  Frog. 

T  He  Frog  by  Nature  is  both  damp,  and  cold0 
Her  Mouth  is  large,  her  Belly  much  will  hold ; 
She  fitsfomewhat  amending,  loves  to  be 
Croaking  in  Gardens,  tho  unpleafantly. 

Comparifon. 

The  Hyppocritt  is  like  unto  this  Frog :} 
AslikeasisthePuppy  to  the  Dog. 
He  is  of  nature  cold,  his  Mouth  is  wide, 
To  prate,  and  at  trueGoodnefs  to  deride? 
He  mounts  his  Head,  as  if  he  was  above 
The  World,  when  yet  'us  that  which  has  his  Love. 

And 


(-17) 
And  though  he  fecks  in  Churches  for  to  croak, 
He  neither  loveth  Jefus,  nor  his  Yoak. 

XXXVII. 

Vpon  the  whipping  of  a  Top. 

TIs  with  the  Whip  the  Boy  fetsnpthe  Top, 
The  w  hip  makes  it  run  round  upon  it's  Toe  j 
TheWhip  makes  it  hither  and  thither  hop: 
Tis  with  the  Whip,  the  a  op  is  made  to  go. 

Compttrifon. 

Our  Legalifl  is  like  unto  this  Top, 
Without  a  Whip,  he  doth  not  Duty  do. 
Let  Mofes  whip  him,  he  will  skip  and  hop ; 
Forbear  to  whip5  he'i  neither  (land  nor  go. 

XXXVIII. 

Vpon  the  ?ifmire. 

MUfl  we  unto  the  Pif-mire  go  to  School, 
To  learn  of  her,  in  Summer  to  provide 
Vor  Winter  next  enfuing  •,  Mans  a  Fool, 
Or  filly  Ants  would  not  be  made  his  Guide. 
^  But  Sluggard,  is  it  not  a  fhame  for  thee, 
To  be  out-done  by  Pif-mires  ?  Prethee  hear : 

Their, 


(48) 

Their  Works  ( too)  will  thy  Condemnation  be, 
When  at  the  judgment  Seat  thou  (halt  appear. 
But  face  thy  God  doth  bid  thee  to  her  go, 
Obey,  her  ways  confider,  and  be  wife. 
The  Pifs-ants  tell  thee  will  whar  thou  rnultdo, 
And  fet  the  way  to  Life  before  thine  eyes.    - 

XXXIX. 

Vpon  the  Beggar. 

HE  wants ,  he  asks,  he  pleads  his  Poverty, 
They  within  doors  do  him  an  Alms  deny. 
He  doth  repeatand  aggravate  his"  Grief  \ 
But  they  repulfe  hirp,  give  hi  in  no  relief. 
Ke  begs ,  they  fay ,  begone  \  he  will  not  hear, 
But  coughs,  fighs  and  make  figns,  he  fttll  is  there 
They  disregard  him,  he  repeats  his  groans  •, 
They  frill  fay  nay,  and  he  himfelf  bemoans. 
The  grow  more  rugged,  they  call  him  Vagrant  \ 
He  cries  the  fhnller,  trumpets  out  his  want. 
At  laft  when  they  perceive  he'll  take  no  Nay, 
An  Alms  they  give  him  without  more  delay. 

'Coynyarijon. 

This  Beggar  doth  refemble  them  that  pray. 
To  God  for  Mercy,  and  will  take  no  Nay. 
But  wait,and  count  that  all  his  hard  Gain-lays, 
.Are  nothing  eife,  but  fatherly  Delays. 

Then* 


C49) 

Then  imitate  him,  praying  Souls,  and  cry  : 
There's  nothing  like  to  Importunity.-* 

XL. 

rJpon  an  lnfirument  of  'Mufc\tn  an  unskilful  Rwd. 

SUppofe  a  Viol,  Cittern,  Lute,  or  Harp, 
Committed  unto  him  that  wanteth  Skill  ^ 
Can  he  by  Strokes,  fuppofe  them  flat  or  (harp, 
The  Ear  of  him  that  hears  with  Muflck  fill  ? 
No,  no,  he  can  do  little  elfe  then  fcrape, 
Or  put  all  out  of  tone,  or  break  a  flrring : 
Or  make  thereon  a  muttVing  like  an  Ape, 
Or  like  one  which  can  neithei  fay  nor  fing. 

Comparifon, 

The  unlearnM  Novices  in  things  Divine, 
With  this  unskill'd  Mufrcian  I  compare. 
For  fuch,  inftead  of  making  Truth  to  mine, 
Abufe  the  Bible,  and  unfavoury  are. 

XL!. 

Vpon  the  Horfe  and  hi  Rider 

r Here's  one  rides  very  fagely  on  the  Road, 
Shewing  that  he  afTecls  the  gravelt  Mode. 
Another  rides  Tantivy  ,or  full  Trot, 
1  o  fhew,  much  Gravity  he  matters  not 

E  Lo, 


O) 

Lo,  here  comes  one  amain,  he  rides  full  fpeed, 
Hedge,  Ditch,nor  Myry  Bog,he  doth  not  heed. 

One  daws  it  up  Hill  without  Hop  or  check, 
Another  down,  as  if  he'd  break  his  Neck. 

Now  ev'ry  Horfe  has  his  efpecial  Guider ; 
Then  by  his  going  you  may  know  the  Rider. 

Comparifon 

Now  let  us  turn  our  Horfe  into  a  Man, 
His  Rider  to  a  Spirit,  if  we  can  t 
Then  let  us  by  the  Methods  of  the  Guider, 
Tell  ev'ry  Horfe  how  he  (hould  know  his  Rider- 
Some  go  as  Men  direct  in,  a  right  way, 
Nor  are  they  fufFered  to  go  altray : 
As  with  a  Bridie  they  are  governed, 
And  kept  from  Paths,  which  lead  onto  the  dead. 
Now  this  good  man  has  his  efpecial  Gmder  5 
Then  by  hisgowg  let  him  Iqtew  his  Rider* % 

Some  go  as  if  they  did  not  greatly  care, 
Whether  of  Heaven  or  Hell  they  mould  be  Heir. 
The  Rein  it  fecms  as  laid  upon  their  Neck, 
They  fecrn  to  go  their  way  without  a  check. 
AW  this  man  too  has  his  efpecial  Gmder  i 
And  by  hts  gmng  be  may  fcmw  his  Rider. 


Some  again  run,  as  if  refold  to  dye, 
Body  and  Soul  £0  all  Ete?mty; 


Good 


(ft) 

lod  Connfel  they  by  no  means  can  abide  \ 
y'i  have  their  courfe,whatever  them  betide. 
Jew  rhefe  poor  Men  have  their  fecial  G aider  \ 
*  they  not  Fools  they  foon  might  know  their  Rider* 

There's  one  makes  head  againft  all  Godlinefs, 
ofe  ( too  )  that  do  profefs  it  he'l  diftrefs : 
taunt  and  flout,  if  Geodncfs  doth  appear, 
at  its  Countenancers  mock  and  jear. 
<lo\v  this  man  (  too  )  has  his  efpecial  G  aider  h 
i/id  hy  his  going  he  might  kgow  his  Rider. 

XLU. 

Vpon  the  Sight  of  a  pound  of  Candles  falling  to  the 
Ground. 

Ut  be  the  Candles  down,and  featured  too, 
Some  lying  here,fome  there  ?  What  (hall  we  do  ? 
d,  light  the  Candle  there  that  (lands  on  hig»% 
ou  may  find  the  other  Candles  by. 
ht  that,  I  fay ,  and  fo  take  up  the  Pound, 
i  did  let  fall,  and  fcatter  on  the  Ground. 

Campari/on. 

fhe  fallen  Candles  to  us  intimate, 
e  bulk  of  God's  Elect  in  their  Japft  State* 
eir  lying  fcatt'red  in  the  dark  may  be, 
(hew  by  Man's  lapft  State  his  Mifexy, 

E  2  Thft 


The  Candle  that  was  taken  down,  and  lighted, 
Thereby  to  find  therii  fallen,  and  benighted, 
Is  Jefus  Ghrift :  God  by  his  Light  doth  gather 
Who  he  will  fave,  and  be  unto  a  Father. 

X  LI  1 1. 

Of  Fowls  fijitjg  in  the  Air. 

MEthinks  i  fee  a  Sight  moft  excellent, 
All  Sorts  of  Birds  fly  in  the  Firmament.- 
Some  great,  fome  fmall,  all  of  a  divers  kind, 
Mine  Eye  affecting,  pleafant  to  my  Mind. 
Look  how  they  tumble  in  the  wholefom  Air, 
Abave  the  World  of  Wordlings*  and  their  care, 

And  as  they  divers  are  in  Bulk  and  Hue, 
So  are  they  in  their  way  of  flying  too. 

So  many  Birds,  fo  many  various  things, 
Tumbling  i'th'Elemeni  upon  their  Wings. 

Comparijon* 

Thefe  Birds  are Embjemsof  thofe men,  that  &s 
Erelong  poflefs  the  Heavens,  their  All  in  All. 

They  are  each  of  a  divers  fhape,  and  kind  *, 
To  teach,  we  of  all  Nations  there  (hall  find, 

They  are  fome  great,  fome  little,  as  we  fee  % 
To  fhew,  fome  great ,  fome  fmall,  in  Glory  be. 

Their  flying  diverfly,  as  we  behold ; 
Do  fhew  Saints  Joys  will  there  be  manifold. 

Soil 


Some  glide,  Tome  mount  ,fome  fluttered  fomedo, 
j  a  mixt  way  of  flying,  glory  too. 
jid  ?.ll  to  (hew  each  Saint,  to  his  content, 
hall  roul  and  tumble  in  that  Firmament. 

XLIV. 

Vpon  a  Penny  Loaf. 

THy  Price  one  Penny  is,  in  time  of  Plenty ; 
In  Famine  doubled  'tis,  from  one  to  twenty, 
/ea,  no  man  knows  what  Price  on  thee  to  fet, 
When  there  is  but  one  Penny  Loaf  to  get. 

Comparifcx* 

His  Loaf's  an  Emblem  of  the  Word  of  God, 
A  thing  of  low  Efteem,  before  the  Ro<i 
Of  Famine  fmites  the  Soul  with  Fear  of  Death : 
But  then  it  is  our  All,  our  Life,  our  Breath* 

XLV. 

Vpon  the  Vine-tree, 

WHat  is  the  Vine,  more  than  another  Tree, 
Nay  mofr,than  it,more  tall.more  comiy  be . 
What  Work-  man  thence  w  ill  take  a  Beam  or  Pin, 
To  make  ought  which  may  be  delighted  in? 

E  j  **' 


(J4) 

ft' s Excellency  tint's  Fruit  doth  lie. 
A  fruitless  Vine  \  ll  is  not  worthaFty. 

Comparifon* 

What  are  ProfefTors  more  than  other  men  ? 
Nothing  at  all.     Nay,  there's  not  one  in  ten, 
Either  for  Wealth,  or  Wit,  that  may  compare, 
In  many  things,  with  fome  that  Carnal  are. 
Good  are  theyjf  they  rnortifie  their  Sin  \ 
But  without  that  they  are  not  worth  a  Pin. 

XLVI 

The  Beyond  Wdtch-Mal&r. 

THis  Watch  my  Father  did  on  me  bellow, 
A  Golden  one  it  is,  but  'twill  not  go , 
Unlcfsit  be  at  an  Uncertainty  ; 
But  as  good  none,  as  one  to  tell  a  Lye. 

When  'tis  high  Day,  my  Hand  will  ftand  at  nifl 
I  think  there's  no  man's  Watch  fobad  as  mine. 
Sometimes  'tis  fallen,  'twill  not  go  at  all, 
And  yet  'twas  never  broke,nor  had  a  Fall. 

Watch-maker. 

Your  w  atch,  tho  It  begood,through  want  of  si 
May  fail  to  do  according  to  your  will. 

Sup$ 


(») 

Suppofethe  Ballance,  Wheels,  and  Spring  be  good, 

And  all  things  elfe,  tfnlefs  you  underltood 

To  manage  ic ,  as  Watches  ought  to  be , 

Your  Watch  wiiJ  Hill  be  at  Uncertainty. 

Come,  tell  me,  do  you  keep  it  from  the  Duft  ? 

Yea  wind  ic  alfo  duly  up  you  rnuft. 

Take  heed  (  too)  that  you  do  not  ftrain  the  Strings 

You  mult  be  circumfpecr,  in  evVy  thing. 

Orelfeycur  Watch,  were  it  as  good  again, 

Would  not  with  Time,  and  Tide  you  entertain. 

Comparifon. 

This  Boy  an  Emblem  is  of  a  Convert  •, 
His  Watch  of  th'work  of  Grace  within  his  heart 
The  Watch-maker  is  Jefus  Chrift  our  Lord, 
His  Counfel,  the  Directions  of  his  Word. 
Then  Convert,  if  thy  heart  be  out  of  frame, 
Of  this  Watch-maker  learn  to  mend  the  fame. 

Do  not  lay  ope'thy  heart  to  Worldly  Duft, 
Nor  let  thy  Graces  over- grow  with  Rufh 
Be  oft  renew'd  in  th*  Spirit  of  thy  mind,  ■ 
Or  elfe  uncertain  thou  thy  Watch  wilt  find. 

XLVIL 

Vpon  the  Boy  and  his  Pa-fsr  of  Plumbs,. 
Hat, haft  thouthere,my  pretty  Boy/ 


vv 


Plumbs?  How  ?  Yes,  Sir,  a  Paper  full. 

I  thought 'twas  fo,  becaufe  with  Joy 

Thou  didft  them  out  thy  Paper  pull. 

E  4  The 


The  Boy  goes  from  me,  eats  his  Plumb?, 
Which  he  counts  better  of  than  Bread  ; 
But  by  and  by  he  to  me  comes, 
With  nought  bur  Paper  and  the  Thread. 

Comparison. 

This  Boy  an  Emblem  is  offuch, 
Whofe  Lot  in  worldly  things  doth  lie: 
Glory  they  in  them  ne'er  fo  much, 
Their  pleafant  Springs  will  foon  be  dry. 

Their  Wealth,  their  Health,  Honours  and  Li fe? 
Will  quickly  to  a  period  come  ^ 
If  for  thefe,  is  their  only  Strife^ 
They  foon  will  not  be  worth  a  Plumb. 

XLVIIL 

Vpon  a  Looking- glafs. 

N  this,  fee  tboo  thy  Beauty,  haft  thou  any  : 
Or  thy  defects,  fhould  they  be  few  or  many. 
TJiou  mayft  ( too )  here  thy  Spots  and  Freckles  fee, 
Haft  thou  but  Eyes,  and  what  their  Numbers  be. 
But  art  thou  blind,  there  is  no  Looking  Glafs, 
Can  (hew  thee  thy  defects,  thy  Spots,  ox  Face. 


Comparison. 


G-7) 

Compart/or?. 

Unto  this  Glafs  we  may  compare  the  Word, 
for  that  to  man  advantage  doth  afford, 
( Has  he  a  Mind  to  know  himfelf  and  State  j ) 
?o  fee  what  will  be  his  Eternal  Fate. 
"  But  without  Eyes,  alas!  How  can  he/fee? 
Many  that  feem  to  look  here,  blind  Men  be. 
Tbis  is  the  Reafon,  they  fooftenread, 
Their  judgment  there,  and  do  it  nothing  dread. 

XLIX. 
Vfon  a  Lanthorn* 


T 


He  Lanthorn  is  to  keep  the  Candle  Light, 
_  r  When  it  is  windy,  and  a  darkfome  Night: 
O.dain'd  it  alfo  was,  that  men  might  fee 
By  Night  their  Day,  and  To  in  fafety  be. 

Comf*riprrir\* 

Compare  we  now  our  Lanthorn  to  the  man? 
That  has  within  his  heart  a  Woxk  of  Grace. 
As  for  another  let  him,  if  he  can, 
Do  as  this  Lanthorn,  in  its  time  and  place  : 

Profefs  the  Faith,  and  thou  a"  Lanthorn  art? 
But  yet  if  Grace  hasnotpoflefled  thee: 


Thou 


Thou  want'ft  this  Candle  Light  within  thy  heart, 
And  art  none  other,  than  dark  Lanthotns  be. 


Of  the  Love  ofChrifi. 

/"¥^HeioveofChrril,  poor  I!  may  touch  opoa 
-?-     Bat  'tis  unfearchable.     Oh!  There  is  nans 
It's  large  Diraenfions  can  comprehend, 
Should  they  dilate  thereon,  World  without  end. 

When  we  had  finned,  in  his  Zeal  he  fware, 
That  he  upon  his  back  our  Sins  would  bear. 
And  fince  unto  Sin  is  entailed  Death, 
He  vowed,  for  our  Sins  he'd  lofe  his  Breath. 

He  did  not  only  fay,  vow,  or  refolve, 
But  to  Aftoni foment  did  fo  involve 
Hirnfelf,  in  man's  diftrefs  and  mifery, 
As  for,  and  with  him,  both  to  live  and  dye. 

To  his  eternal  Fame,  in  Sacred  Story, 
We  find  that  he  did  lay  afide  his  Glory . 
Step'd  from  die  Throne  of  higheft  Dignity* 
Become  poor  Man,  did  in  a  Manger  lie  \ 
Yea  was  beholding  unto  his  for  Bread  •, 
Had,  of  his  own,  not  where  to  lay  his  Head. 
Thorich,  he  did,  for  us,  become  thus  poor, 
That  he  might  make  us  rich  for  evermore. 

Nor  was  this  but  the  leaft  of  what  he  did  , 
But  the  outfide  of  what  he  fuffercd 
God  made  his  Blefled  Son  under  the  Law  ; 
Under  the  Cur fe,  which,  like  the  Lyon's  Paw, 

.  Dii 


Did  rent  and  tcfs  his  Sou!,  for  mankinds  Sin? 
More  than  if  we  for  it  in  Hell  had  bin. 
His  Cry s,  his  Tears,  and  Bloody  Agony, 
The  nature  of  his  Death,  dothteftify 

Nor  did  he  of  Conftrainthimfelf  thus  give, 
For  Sin*  to  death,  that  mari  might  with  hicilive, 
Hediddo  what  he  did  moll  willingly, 
He  lung,  and  gave<jod  Thanks,  that  he  malt  dye. 

But  do  Kings  ufe  to  dye  for  Captive  Slaves? 
Yet  we  were  fuch,  when  Jefus  dy'd  to  (a\rs*s. 

Yea,  when  he  made  himfelf  a  Sacrifice, 
I:  was  that  he  might  fave  his  Enemies 

And,  tho  he  was  provoked  to  retract- 
Hisbleft  Pvefolves,  for  fuch,  fo  good  an  Act, 
By  the  abufive  Carriages  ofthofe 
That  did  both  him,  his  Love,  and  Graceoppofc: 
Yet  he,  as  unconcerned  with  fuehthings, 
Goes  on,  determines  to  make  Captives  Kii: 
Yea,  many  of  his  Murderers  he  takes 
Into  his  Favour,  and  them  Princes  makes, 

Lf. 

Of  the  Horfe  and  Drum. 

SOme  Horfes  will,  fome  can't  endure  the  Drorr?, 
But  fhort  and  flounce,  if  it  doth  near  them  come. 
They  will,  nor  bridle  nor  Rider  obey, 
But  head  [trongbe,  and  fly  out  of  the  way. 

Thefe 


(to) 

Thefe  skittifli  Jades,  that  can't  this  noife  abide, 
Nor  will  be  rul'd  by  him  that  doth  them  ride , 
I  do  compare  thofe  our  ProfeiTors  to, 
which  ftart  from  Godlinefs  in  Tryals  do. 
To  thefe,  the  threats  that  are  againft  them  made, 
Are  like  this  Drum  to  this  our  ftarting  Jade. 
They  are  offended  at  them  and  forfake 
Chrift,  of  whofe  ways  they  did  Profefllon  make. 

But,  as  I  faid,  there  other  Horfes  be, 
That  from  a  Drum  will  neither  ftart,  nor  flee. 
Let  Drummers  beat  a  Charge,  or  what  they  will, 
They'inofethem,  facethem,  keep  their  places  (till 
The»y  fly  nos  when  they  to  thofe  rattlings  come3 
ButlikeWar-Horfesdo  e.idure  the  Drum. 

LH 

On  the  Kack\ing  'of  a  Hen. 

THe  Hen  fo  foon  as  (lie  an  Egg  doth  Iay5 
(Spreads  the  Fame  of  her  doing.what  (he  may.) 
About  the  Yard  fnekackling  now  doth  go, 
To  tell  what  'twas  fne  at  her  Neft  did  do. 

Jufi:  thus  it  is  with  fome  Profefling  men, 
If  they  do  ought  that  good  is,  like  onr  Hen, 
They  can't  but  kackle  on't,  where  'ere  they  go, 
What  their  right  hand  doth,  their  left  hand  ims& 

(know. 

Lilt 


(6i) 
L1II. 

Vpon  anHour-GUfs. 

T"*  His  Glafs  when  made,  tfasby  the  Work  mans 
I    The  Sum  of  fixty  minutes  to  fulfill.      (  Skill, 
Time  more,  nor  lefs,  by  it  will  out  be  fpun, 
But  juft  an  Hour,  and  then  theGlafsisrurj. 

Man's  Life,  .we  will  compare  unto  this  Glafs^ 
The  Number  of  his  Months  he  cannot  pafs  *> 
But  when  he  has  accomplimed  his  day, 
He,  like  a  Vapour,  vanifheth  away. 

LI  V. 

Vpon  the  Chalkzfione. 

^Hts  Stone  is  white,  yea,  warm,  and  alio  foft, 
i    Ealie  to  work  upon,  unlefs'tis  naught. 
It  leaves  a  white  ImprefTion  upon  thofe  , 
Whom  it  doth  touch,  be  they  it's  Friends  or  Foes. 

The  Child  of  God,,  is  like  to  this  Chalk-ficne, 
White  in.his  Life,  eafily  wrought  upon : 
Warm  in  Affections,  apt  to  leave  imprefs, 
On  whom  he  deals  with,  of  true  Godlineis. 

He  is  nq>  falling  Coal,  not  daubing  Pitch, 
Kbr  one  of  whom  men  carch  the  Scab,  or  itch-, 

JBut 


O) 

But  fi?ch  who  in  the  Law  of  God  doth  walk:. 
Tender  of  heart,  in  Life  whiter  ehan  Ghalk, 

LV. 
Vjm  a  Stinh[ng  Breath. 

DO*  this  proceed  from  an  infefted  Air  ?  (Fare? 
Or  from  man's  common,  fweet  and  wholcfc:as 
It  comes  from  a  foul  Ssomack,  or  what's  worfe, 
Ufcerous  Longs,  Teeth", -or  a  private  Curfe. 

To  this,  I  fome  mom  Notions  do  compare. 
Who  feem  to. breathe  hi  none  but  Scripture  K\u 
They  fuck  kin,  bus  breathe  it  out  again, 
So  putrified,  that  it  do1  th  fcarcs  retain 
Any  thing  of  its  native  Excellence, 
It  only  ferves  to  fix  the  Peltilence 
.Of  their  delofive  Notions,  m  the  mind 
Of  %m  next  fooliih  Profely te  they  find. 

LVL 

Vfsn  Dmb* 

D"  Eath's  a  cold  Comforter  to  Girls  and  Boys, 
1  Whqrwedded  are  nnto  their  ChiidifliToys: 
'More  Gttm  he  loeks  upon  our  luftfhl  Yo&th,  (Truths- 
Who,  agsinft  Knowbdge?  flight  God's  faving» 

Sui' 


C«3) 

But  molt  of  ait,  he  difroal  is  to  thofe, 

Who  once  profefs'd  the  Truth,  they  row  oppfc 

DeathhasaDart,  aStfng,  which  Poyfon 
As  all  will  find,  who  do  of  Glory  mifs. 
This  Sting  is  Sin,  the  Laws  it's  Strength,  and  lie. 
Or  they,  will  find  it  fo,  who  damned  be. 

True*  Jefus  Chrift,  indeed,  did  Death  deftro 
For  thofe  who  worthy  are,  him  to  enjoy. 
He  wafhes  them  in's  Blood  from  ev'ry  Sin 
They'r  guilty  cf,  or  fnbjeft  to  hath  bin. 
So  here's,  nor  Sting,  nor  Law,  nor  Death  to  kill, 
And  yet  Death  always,  fome  jnen  torment  will. 

But  this  feems  Het'rodox  or  Myftcry, 
For  Death  to  live  to  fome,  to  fome  to  dy 
Yet  'tis  fo,  when  God  do&h  man's  Sin  forgi?e? 
Death  dies,  but  where  'cis  charged,  Death  dor.h  li?£: 

LVIL 

Vpon  the  Snaih 

SHe  goes  but  fofdy*  but  (he  goeth  fure, 
She  {tumbles  not,as  ftroager  Creatures  do  .- 
Her  Journeys  (hotter,  fo  (he  may  endure, 
«tter  than  they  which  do  much  further  go. 
She  makes  no  noife,  but  ft  illy  feizeth  err 
The  Flow  r  or  Herb,  appointed  for  he*  fcod ■ 
The  which  (he  quietly  doth  feed  upon* 
wfclb  ethers  range  >  aadgare,  but  find  bo  good. 

And 


C*4) 

And  tho  (lie  doth  but  verv  foftty  go. 
How  ever  'tis  not  faft,nor  flow  but  fure} 
And  certainly  they  that  do  travel  fo, 
The  prize  they  do  aim  at,  they  do  procure. 

CcfrpMrifotli 

i 

Although  they  feern  not  much  toilir,  lefs  go, 
For  Chriil  that  hunger,  or  from  Wrath,  that  flee*. 
Yet  what  they  feek  for,  quickly  thy  come  to,- 
Tho  it  doth  feem  the  fartheft:  off  to  be. 

One  Act  o\  Faith  doth  bring  them  to.that  Flow-f, 
They  foiong  for,  that  they  may  eat  and  live ; 
Which  to  attain  is  not  in  others  Pow'r, 
Tho  for  ic  a  King's  Ranfom  they  would  give. 

Then  let  none  faint,  nor  be  at  all  difmaid, 
That  Life  by  Chriftdofeek,  they  (hall  not  fail 
To  have  it,  let  them'  nothing  be  afraid  ; 
The  Herb,  and  FloVr  is  eaten  by  the  Snail. 

LVIIL 

Of  the  Spoufe  ofCbrtfl. 

(nefs, 

T7\7Ho's  this  that  cometh  from  the  Wilder* 
V    V    Like  Sm oaky  Pillars,  thusperfumed with 
Leaning  upon  her  deareft  in  Diftrefs  (  Myrifr: 

Ledinto'sBofom,  by  the  Comforter? 

She's 


She's  clothed  with  the  Sua,  crowa'd  with  twelve 
The  fpottedMoon  her  Fooritool  he  hath  made.(Stars, 
The  Dragon  her  aflaults,  fills  her  with  Jarrs, 
Yet  reds  (lie  under  her  beloved's  Shade. 

But  whence  was  fhe  ?  What  is  her  Pedigree  ? 
Was  not  her  Father;,  a  poor  Amorite  ? 
What  was  her  Mother,  but  a?  others  be, 
A  poor  ^  a  wretched  and  finful  Htttite  ' 

Yea,  as  for  her,  the  day  that  (he  was  born , 
As  loathfome,  out  of  doors5  tiiey  did  her  call  \ 
Naked, and  Filthy,  Stinking,  and  forlorn  : 
Tliis  was  her  Pedigree  from  fir  ft  to  lad:. 

Nor  was  (he  pittied  in  this  Eftate  i 
All  let  her  lie  polluted  in  her  Blood: 
None  her  Condition  did  commiicraCe^ 
Their  was  no  Heart  that  (ought  to  do  her  good- 
Yet  (he  unto  thefe  Ornaments  is  came, 
Her  Breads  are  fafnion'ed,  her  H^lr  is  grown  j 
She  is  made  Heirefs  of  the  bed  Kingdom  m7 
All  her  Indignities  away  are  blown. 

Call  out  (he  was,  but  now  (he  home  is  taken, 

'Naked  (  fometimes  )  but  now  you  fee  ftVs  clo'd; 

Now  made  the  Darling,thoagfi  before  forfaketi., 

.Bare- foot,  but  now,  as  Princes  Daughters,  (hod. 

Mead  of  Filth,  fhe  now  has  her  Perfumes., 
Mead  of  Ignominy,  her  Chains  of  Gold: 
inftead  of  what  the  Beauty  mod  confumes, 
•Her Beauty's  perfecT,  lovely  to  behold. 

Thofe  that  attend,  and  wait  upon  her,  be 

Maces  of  Honour,  cloth7  J  in  white  Aray  > 

-  f  Upon 


Upon  her  Head's  a  Crown  of  Gold,  and  Ihe  , 
l^ats  Wheat,  Honey,  and  Oil,  from  day  to  day. 

For  her  Beloved,  he's  theHigh'ft:  of  all, 
The  only  Potentate ,  the  King  of  Kings : 
Angels,  and  Men,  do  him  J ehovab  ca\\9 
And  from  "him,  Life,  and  Glory,  always  fprings. 

He's  white,,  and  ruddy,  and  of  ail  the  Chief; 
His  Head,  his  Locks,  his  Eyes,h.is  Hands,  and  Fcer, 
Do  for  Compleatnefs  out-go  all  Belief-, 
His  checks  \ ike  Flowers  are,  <  his  Mouth's  molt  feet. 

As  for  his  Wealth  he  is  made  Heir  of  all, 
What  is  in  Heav'n,  what  is  on  Earth,  is  his : 
And  he  this  Lady,  his  Joynt-^eir,  doth  call. 
Of  all  that  (hall  he,  or  at  prefciit  is. 

Well  Lady,  well,  God  has  been,  good  to  thee, 
Thou^  of  an  Oakcaft,"  now  art  made  a  Queen. 
Few  or  none  may  with  thee  compared  be  •, 
A  Beggar  made  thus  high  isfeldome  feen. 
Take  heed  of  Pride;  remember  what  thou  art, 
By  Nature,  tho  thou  hail  in  Grace  a  fhare : 
Thou  in  thy  felf  doth  yet  retain  a  part 
Of  thine  own  Filthinefs,  'wherefore  beware;* 

L!X. 

Vfon  a  Skilful  Flayer  on  an  Itfflrument. 

HE  that  can  play  well  on  an  Infixnment, 
Will  take  the  Ear,  and  captivate  the  Mind, 
With  Mirth,  or  Sadnefs ;  For  that  it  is  bent 
Thereto  as  Mufick,  in  it,  place  doth  find. 

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But  if  one  hears  that  hath  therein  no  skill, 
(  As  often  Mufick  lights  of  fuch  a  chance) 
Of  its  brave  Notes,  they  foon  be  weary  will  5 
And  there  are  fome  can  neither  fing  nor  dance. 

CompanJoTJ. 

Unto  him  that  thus  skilfully  doth  play, 
God  doth  compare  a  Gofpel-Minilter, 
That  rightly  preacherh  (and  doth  Godly  pray) 
Applying  truly  what  doth  thence  infer. 

This  man,  whether  of  Wrath  or  Grace  he  preach,. 
So  skilfully  doth  handle  ev'ry  Word  j 
And  by  his  Saying,-  doth  the  heart  fo  reach, 
That  it  doth  joy  or  figh  before  the  Lord. ; 

But  fome  there  be.  which,  as  the  Bruit,  doth  lis 
Under  the  Word,  without  the  leaft  advance 
God- ward:  Such  do  defpife  the  Mini  (try, 
They  weep  not  at  it,  neither  to  it  dance. 

LX. 

Vpon  Fly-blows. 

THere  is  good  Meat  provided  for  man's  Health, 
TothistheFleih  fly  comes, as  cwere  by  Steaitb 
Bloweth  thereon,  and  fo  Be-maggots  it, 
As  that  it  is,  tho' whoifome,  quite  unfit 
For  queasy  Stomachs*  they  muftpafsicby; 
•Now  is  not  this  a  prejudicial  Fjy  ? 

F  %  C°nfp4rifc>-> 


Cony  art  for:. 

Let  this  good  Meat,  good  Doctrine  Hgnify, 
And  call  him  which  reproaches  it,  this  Fiy. 
For  as  this  Fleih-fly  blows  this  wholfbme  meat , 
That  it  the  queazy  Stomach  cannot  eat : 
So  they  which  do  good  Doctrine  fcandalize, 
Prefent  it  unto  feme  in  fuch  Difguize-, 
That  they  cannot  accept,  nor  with  it  clofe, 
But  flight  it,  and  themfeives  to  Death  expofe, 
Reproach  it  then,  thou  art  a  mauling  Club, 
This  Fly,  yea,  and  the  Son  of  Belzjcbuk 

6~t  A  £» 

Of  Mm  by  Nmre 

FRom  God  he's  a  Back  Aider, 
Of  Ways ,  he  loves  the  wider  vt 
With  Wickednefs  a  Sider, 
More  Venom  than  a  Spider. 

In  Sin  he's  aConfider, 
A  Make-bate,  ?nd  Divider  *7 
Blind -Reafon  is  his  Guider, 
The  Devii  Is  his  Rider*    * 


LXli. 


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LXII. 

O/Fbyfich 

■^Urging  Phyfickjtaken  to  heat  or  cool, 

jj_    Worketh  by  Vomit,  Urine,  Sweater  Stool  i 

But  if  u  worketh  not,  then  we  do  fear 

The  danger's  great,  the  Pecfon's  Death  is  ftear. 

If  more  be  added  ,  and  it  worketh  not  y 

And  more,  and  yet  the  fame's  the  Patients  Lot. 

Ail  hope  of  Life  from  Standers-by  is  fed,- 

The  Party  Gck  is  counted  now  as  dead. 

Cotnparifon. 

Count  ye  the  Sicfcr  one  thafs  not  yet  converted. 
Impenitent,  Incredolous,  Hard  hearted ; 
in  whom  vile  Sin  is  £>  predominant, 
And  the  Soul  in  it's  Acts  To  converfant  \ 
That  like  one  with  Difeafes  over-ran, 
This  man  with  it  at  prefent  is  undone. 

Now  let  the  Phyfick  be  the  Roly  Word, 
(  The  Blefled  Doctrine  of  our  Dearcft  Lord,) 
And  let  the  Dofes  to  the  Patient  given 
Be,  by  Directions  of  the  God  of  Heavea. 
Convincing  Sermon's*  rharp  andlbund  Rebukes, 
Let  them  be  Beggars^nights^LordSjEarls  or  Dukes; 
You  muft  not  fpare  them,  Life  daiMie  at  Stake,  ' 
And  dye  they  wlll3  if Phyfick  they  dotfc  t^ke* 
F3 


'     if  thefedo  finely  work,  then  Set  them  have 
Directions  untojhim  that  can  them  fave. 
Lay  open  then  the  Riches  of  his  Grace, 
And  Merits  of  his  Blood  before  their  Face. 
Shew  themlikewife,  how  free  he  is  to  give 
His  Jufliceuntothem,  that  they  may  live. 
Ifthcy  will  doubt,and  not  your  Word  believe, 
Shew  them,  at  prefent  they  have  a  Reprieve  5 
Oq  purpofe  they  might  out  their  Pardon  file* 
And  have  the  Glory  of  it  in  their  view, 

Inflances  of  this  Goodnefs  let  before, 
Their  Eyes,  that  they  this  Mercy  may  adore, 
'And  if  this  Phyfick  taken  worketh  well, 
Fear  not  a  Cure,  you  fave  a  Soul  from  Hell., 

But  if  thefe  Dofes  do  not  kindly  work, 
If  the  Difeaib  dill  in  their  Mind  doth  lurk  ; 
If  they  inftead.of  throwing  up  their  Vice, 
Do  vomit  up  the  Word,  loath  Paradiee : 
Repeat  the  Potion,  them  new  Dofes  give, 
Which  are  much  ftronger,  perhaps  they  may  lives 
But  if  they  ferve  thefe  as  they  ferv'd  the  reft, 
And  then  perceiv'il  it  is  not  to  them  Bleft : 
If  they  remain  incorrigible  ftili, 
And  will  the  Number  of  their  Sins  fulfill  *, 
The  Holy  Text  doth  fay  that  they  muft.dye  5 
¥ea;  and  be  damned  without  Remedy. 


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LXIII. 

Vport  a  Pair  of  Spectacles. 

Peclades  nre  for  Sight,  and  not  for  Shew, 
,J  Neceflkv  doth  Spe&acles  commend  -7 
was't  noc  for  need,  there  is  but  very  few, 
That  would  for  wearing  Spectacles  con  lend. 

We  life  to  count  them  very  dark  indeed, 
Whofe  Eyes  fo  dim  are,  that  they  cannot'be 
Helped  by  Spectacles  •,  fuch  men  have  need 
A  Miracle  be  wrought  to  make  them  fee. 

•  Comparifon. 

Compare  Spectacles  to  God's  Ordinances 
For  they  prefent  us  with  his  Heav'niy  Things  $ 
.Which  ^\k  we  could  not  fee  for  hinderances 
That  from  our  dark  and Tooli'fh  Nature  fprings. 

If  this  be  fo,  what  (hall  we  fay  of  them, 
Who  at  God's  Ordinances  fcoffand  jear  ? 
They  do  thofe  Bleffed  Spectacles  condemn, 
By  which  Divine  Things  are  made  to.  appear. 

LXIV. 

Vponeitr  being  fo  afraid  of f mall  Creatures. 

MAn  by  Creation  was  made  Lord  of  a!J, 
Eut  now  he  is  become  an  Underling  •, 
He  thought  he  fnould  a  gained  by  his  Fall, 
Buejoft  his  Head-Ihip  over  ev'ry  thing. 

?a  Whafci 


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Wh<at ,'  What !  A  humane  Creature  and  afraid 
Of  Frogs,  Dogs,  Cats,  Rats,  Mice,  or  fuch  like  Crea- 
This  fear  of  thine  has  fully  thee  betraid,  ture? 

Thou  arc  Back-flid  from  God,  to  him  a  Traytor. 

.  How  by  his  Fall  is  {lately  "Man  decay'd  ? 
Nor  is  it  in  his  hand  now  to  renew  him, 
Of  things  difmaid,  at  him,  he  is  afraid  » 
Worms.,  Lice,  Flies?  Mice  j  Yea  Vanities  fubdue  bin), 

L  X  V. 

Vpmoiir  being  afraid  of.  the  apparition  of  Evil  Spirits, 

Some  fear  more  the  Appearance  of  the  Devil, 
Than  the  Commiffionoftbegreateft  Evil. 
They  ftart,  they  tremble,  if  they  think  he's  near, 
But  can't  be  p  leafed  junleftSin  appear. 
Thefe  Birds,the.  Fowler's  Prefence  doth  afright, 
To  be  among  "his  Lime  <  twigs.they  delight. 
Bur,  juftmen  who  have  with  the  Devil  bin, 
Bave  been  more  fafe,  than  fome  in  Heav'n  with  Sin, 

JLTCV1. 

Vpon  the  Dtfobedient  Child. 

Children  become,  while  little,  our  delights, 
When  they  grow  bigger,they  begin  to  frighfc,i 
Their  finful  Nature  prompts  them  to  rebel, 
And  to  delight  in  Paths  that  JeacJ  to  Hell. 

Their 


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Their  Parents  Lover  and  Care,,  they  overlook , 
As  if  Relation  had  them  quite  forfbck* 
They  take  the  Couafelsofthe  Wanton's  rather, 
Then  the  molt  grave  Inftruclions  of  a' Father. 
They  reckon  Parents  ought  to  do  for  them, 
Tho  they  the  Fifth  Commandement  contemn. 
Theyfnap,  andfnarl,  if  Parents  them  controuly 
Tho  but  in  things*  mod  hurtful  to  the  Soul. 
They  reckoa  they  are  Matters,  arid  that  wc. 
Who  Parents  are,  fhould  to  them  Sabjeft  be  / 
If  Parents  fain  would  have  a  hand  mending 
The  Children  have  a  heart  wiji  in  refufmg. 
They'l  by  wrong  doings,  under  Parents,  gather 
And  faya  it  is  no  Sin  to  rob  a  Father, 
Tbey'f  joftle  Parentsout  of  place  and  Pow'r, 
They'linake  themfelves  the  Headend  theni  dsvoo'r* 
How,  jnany  Children,  by  becoming  Head , 
Have  brought  their  Parents  to  a'peice  of  Br. 
Thus  they  who  at  the  firft  were  Parents  Joy, 
rumthatto  Bitternefs,  themfelves  deftroy. 

But  Wretched  Child,  how  can  ft  thou  thusrequite 
Thy  Aged  Parents,  for  that  great  delight 
They  took  in  thee,,  when  thou,  as  helplefs  lay 
In  their  Indulgent  Bofoms  day  by  day  ? 
Thy  Mother,  long  before  Hie  brought  thee  forth^ 
Took  care 'thou  fhould'ft  want,  neither  Food,  no? 
Th-v  Father  glad  was  at  his  very  heart,       (  Cloth* 
Had  he,  to  thee,  a  Portion  to  impart. 
Comfort  they  promifed  themfelves  in  thee, 
But  chou,  it  feems,  to  thesaaGrjef  wiTt  be; 

Hoy; 


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r-Ioiv  oft  '  How  willingly  brake  they  their  Sleep, 
If  thou  ,  their  Bantling,  didft  but  whinch  or  weep, 
Tncir  Love  to  thee  was  fuch,  they  could  havegiv'i?. 
That  thou  might'ft  li  ve,almoft,  their  part  of  Heav'ii. 

But  now,  behold,    how  they  rewarded  are! 
For  rheir  Indulgent  Love,  and  tender  Care, 
All  is  forgot,  this  Love  he  doth  defpife, 
They  brought  this  Bird  up  to  pick  out  their  Eyes. 

LXVII. 

Vpon  the  Boy  on  his  Hobby -horfe. 

LObk  how  he  fwaggers,  cocks  his  Hat  and  ride?, 
HowonhisHobby-horfe,  himfelf  he  prides: 
He  looketh  grim,  and  up  his  Head  doth  tofs, 
Says  be'J  ride  over's  with  his  Hobby-horfe. 

Comparifon. 

Some  We  fee  mounted  upon  the  Conceit 
That  their  Wit,  Wealth,  or  Beauty  is  fo  great: 
But  few  their  Equals  may  with  them  compare, 
who  yet  more  Godly,  Wife,  and  Honeft  are. 
Behold  how  buff,  how  big  they  look  ^  how  high 
They,  lift  their  heads,  as  if  they'd  touch-  the  Skte : 
Nor  will  they  count  thefe  things,  for  Chrift,  a  Joft 
So  long  as  they  do  ride  this  Hobby-horfe. 


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L  X  V I II 

XJpon  the  Image  in  the  Eye. 

WHo  looks  upon  another  ftedfaftiy, 
Shall  forthwith  have  his  Image  in  his  eye. 
Doll  thou  believe  in  Jefus?  (  Hr.fr  that  Art  ?  ) 
Thy  Faith  will  place  his  Image  in  thy  heart. 

LXIX. 

Vponiht  Weather  cock; 

BRave,  Weather-cock,  I  fee  thou'e  fet  thy  Nofe, 
Agamltthe  Wind,which  way  fo 'ere  it  bLctws: 
So  let  aChriftian   in  any  wife, 
Face  it  with  Antichrift  in  each  difguize. 

LXX. 

Vpcn  a  Sheet  of  white  Paper; 

^His  fubjicft  is  unto  the  fouleft  Pen, 
1       Or  faireft,  handled  by  the  Sons  of  Men. 
Twill  alio  fhew  what  is  upon  it  writ, 
Be  t  wifely,   or  non-fence,  for  want  of  wit. 
£ach  blot,  ac.d  blur,  it  alfo  wiU  expofe, 
To  thy  next  Readers,  be  they  Friends,  or  Foes. 

Comp.rrifon^ 


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'  Cowparifofa 

Some  Souls  are  like  unto  this  Blank  or  Sheet, 
(Thonot  inWhitenefs:)  the  next  man  they  meet; 
lfwife,  or  Fool,  debauched,  orDeluder, 
Or  wbat  you  will,  the  dangerous  Intruder 
May  write  thereon,to  caufe  that  man  to  err, 
In  Doctrine,  or  in  Life,  with  blot  and  blur. 

Nor  Will'that  Soul  conceal  from  who  obferves, 
Eut  (hew  bow  foul  it  is,  wherein  it  fwerves : 
A  reading  man  may  know  who  was  the  Writer, 
And  by  the  Hellifh  Non- fence,  the  Inditer. 

LXX1. 

Vponthe  Boy  dstfiat  his  Books 

SOme  Boys  have  Wit  enough  to  fport  and  play, 
Who  at  their  Books  are  Block-heads  day  by  day. 
Some  men  are  arch  enough  at  any  Vice, 
Cut  Dunces  in  the  way  to  Paradice, 


Vpon  Timt  and  "Eternity. 

Terntty  is  like  unto  a  Ring. 

i  Time,  like  to Meafore,  doth  it  fclf  extendi 

Meafrc 


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Tvleafure  commences,  Is  a  finite  thing. 
The  Ring  has  no  beginning,  middle,  end. 

LXXIIl. 

Vpon  Fire. 

WHo  falls  into  the  Fire  (hall  burn  with  heat ; 
While  thofe  remote  fcorn  from  it  to  retreat- 
Yea  while  thofe  in  it,  cry  out,  oh/  I  burn. 
Some  farther  off  thofe  crys  to  Laughter  turn. 

Compartforh 

While  fome  tormented  are  in  HelJ  for  fin ; 
On  Earth  fome  greatly  do  delight  therein. 
Yea  while  fome  make  it  eccho  with  their  Cry, 
Others  count  it  a  Fable  and  a  Lye. 

LXXIV.. 
Of  Beauty. 


B 


Eauty,  at  beft  is  but  as  fading  Flow'rs,  _ 
_J  Bright  now,anon  with  darkfome  Clouds  it  lowVs. 
3ris  bug  skin-deep.and  therefore  mult  decay, 
Times  blowing  on  it  fends  it  quite  away. 
Then  why  fbo&Id  it  be?as  it  is,  admired, 
By  one  and  to'ther,  and  lo  much  defired. 
Things  flitting  we  (hould  moderately  ufe? 
Or  we  by  them  our  felves  fhall  much  abtife. 

THE 


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THE 

CONTENTS 

5  '$    1  ^on  (^je  ^en  Commandments. 
%^JL  2.  The  awakened  Chtlds  Lamentation 

3 .  Meditations  upon  an  Egg. 

4.  Vpon  the  Lord's  Prayer. 

5 .  Afeditation  upon  Peep  of  day. 

6.  Vpon  the  Flint  in  the  Water 

7 .  Vpont he  Fifli  in  the  Water 

8.  Vpon  the  Swallow. 
o.  Vpon  the  Bee. 

1  o.  Vpon  the  Creed, 

1  f .  Vpon  a  lowering  Morning 

1 2 .  Vpon  over -much  Nicencfs. 

1  3 .  Meditations  upon  the  Candle, 

14.   Vpon  the  Sacraments.         * 

1  5 .  Vpon  the  Suns  Reflections  upon  the  Clouds  in  a  fait 

Adorning. 
16.  Vpon  Apparel 
1  7.  The  Sinner  and  the  Spider. 
1 8    A4tditation upon  day  before  Sun-rifmg. 
1  9.  Of  the  Mole  in  the  Ground. 

20.  OfthcCuckgw. 

21.  OfthzBovandBm&T'Fly 

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C  78) 

22.  Of  the  Fly  at  the  Candle. 

2  3 .   Vpon  the  Lark,  and  the  Fowler. 

24.  Of  the  fatted  Swine. 

25.  On  the  rifing  of  the  Sun . 

26   Vpon  the  promifing  Frmfulnejs  of  a  Tree. 

27.  OnthePoft-boy. 

28.  Vpon  the  Horfe  in  the  Mill. 

29.  Vpon  a  Ring  of  Bells 

30.  Vpon  the  Thief. 

3  \    Of  the  Child  with  the  Bird  at  the  Bufi. 
32.  Of  Mo  fes  and  his  Wife 

3  3.  Vpon  the  barren  Fig-tree  in  Cod's  Vweyasd. 

34.  OftheRofe-bxjh. 

35.  Of  the  going  down  of  the  Sun. 

36.  Vpon  the  Frog. 

37.  c^>o«  r/?e  whvpping  of  a.  Top* 

38.  Z^w?  //?<?  Pi f mire. 

39.  I/'/wtz  r^c  Beggar 

4.0,  Vpon  an  Inurnment  of ' Mxfickjn  an  unskilful  Hand, 

X1 '  Vpon  the  Horfe  and  his  kider. 

4.2.  l^w/  rfo  5;^k  of  a  Pound  of  Candks  falling  to.  the 

Ground. 
4-3-  Of  Fowls  flying  in  the  Air 
<*a.   Z/^ow  4  Penny  Loaf 
4  5  •  I/^Otf  rta  Vine-tree 
46 .  Tfo  Z?oy  tf W  Watch-  makgr 
4  7-  I^oh  f^e  £oy  and  his  Paper  of  Plumbs. 
i&-  Vpona  Looktng-glafr. 
49-  ^pow  aLanthom. 
50.  OftheLoveofChnft. 

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TIMES    LITERARY    SUPPLEME 


Correspondence. 


BUNYAN'S 


BOOK  FOR 
GIRLS.*' 


BOYS  AND 


TO  THE   EDITOR  OF   THE  TIMES. 

Sir.  A  discovery  of  considerable  interest,  to  all 
lovers  of  Bunyan  and  his  writings  rails  foj 
record  in  your  widely  read  columns.  The  biblio- 
graphical interest  of  the  discovery  is  perhaps  en- 
hanced by  reason  of  the  discussion  on  the  recent 
sale  of  a  first  edition  of  "The  Pilgrim's  Progress." 

There  is  in  the  British  Museum  what  has  hitherto 
been  regarded  as  the  only  extant  copy  of  a  small 
volume  entitled  "A  Book  for  Boys  and  Girls,  or 
Country  Rhimes  for  Children,"  by  J.  B.,  1686.  It 
was  acquired  by  the  Museum  in  1800,  though  long 
years  of  diligent  search  had  failed  to  reveal  a  copy 
to  George  Offor,  the  editor  of  the  complete  edition 
of  Bun  yan"s  Works  published  in  1862.  The 
interesting  history  of  the  Museum  copy  need  not 
be  recalled  ;  lor  it  is  told  in  an  introduction  by 
t,he  Rev.  John  Brown  to  a  facsimile  reprint — so- 
called,  though  it  cannot  be  relied  on  owing  to  photo- 
graphic defects — -published  by  Elliot  Stock  in  1890. 

The   book,    as    indeed    the    discreetly    attractive   till" 

conveys,   is  a   collection  of  "homely   rhimes"   on 

familiar  objects  s*Upon  the  Swallow,""  "'Of  the 
Fly  at  the  Caudle."  "  Upon  the  whipping  of  a  Top." 
••  Upon  a  Boy  dull  at  his  Book,"  and  so  forth — 
intermingled,  in  the  manner  of  the  pill  concealed 
within  the  jam,  with  verses  of  a  wholly  moral 
or  religious  character.  As  befits  their  purpose,  the 
poems  are  for  the  most  part  in  a  simple  sort  of 
doggerel  verse,  the  similes  or  emblems  being  treated 
with  a  picturesque  directness  characteristic  of  the 
gnat  allegorist  in  his  more  familiar  prose  writings. 
But  that  Bunyau  could,  had  he  been  so  minded, 
have  used  those  "higher  strains"  to  .which  he 
refers  in  a  prefatory  poem,  is  evinced  in  the  charm- 
ing song — prefixed  by  six  bars  of  music — on  a 
'•  Child  with  the  Bird  at  the  Bush."     It  deserves    | 


quotation,  for  even  the  reprints  are  now  scarce — ■ 
indeed,  next  to  the  unique  Second  Edition,  1701, 
in  the  Bodleian,  the  earliest  known  edition  (vide 
Stock's  Reprint)  is  that  of  the  ninth,  which  ap- 
peared in  1724  in  abbreviated  form  and  under  the 
new  title  of  "  Divine  Emblems  :  or  Temporal 
Things  Spiritualized." 

My  little  Bird,   how  canst  thou   sit  ; 
And  sing  amidst  so  many  Thorns  t 
Let  me  but  hold  upon  thee  get  ; 
My  Love  with  Honour  thee  adorns. 

*  *  *  * 
?Tis  true,  it  is  Sun-shine  to  day, 

To  morrow  Birds  will  have  a  Storm  ; 

My  pretty  one,  come  thou  away, 

My  Bosom  then  shall  keep  thee  warm. 

Thou  subject  art  to  cold  o'  nights, 
When  darkness  is  thy  covering, 
At  day's  thy  dangers  great  by  Kites, 
How  canst  thou  then  sit  there  and  sing  ? 

*  *         *         *         • 

I'll  feed  thee  with  white  Bread  and  Milk, 
And  sugar-plumbs,  if  them  thou  crave  ; 
I'll  cover  thee  with  finest  Silk, 
That  from  the  cold  I  may  thee  save. 

My  Father's  Palace  shall  be  thine, 
Yea  in  it  thou  shalt  sit  and  sing  ; 
My  little  Bird,  if  thou'lt  be  mine, 
The  whole  year  round  shall  be  thy  Spring. 

I'll  teach  thee  all  the  Notes  at  Court ; 
Unthought  of  Musick  thou  shalt  play  ; 
And  all  that  thither  do  resort, 
Shall  praise  thee  for  it  ev'ry  day. 

*  *         *         * 
But  lo,  behold,  the  Bird  is  gone  ; 

These  Charmings  would  not  make  her  yield  ; 
The  Child's  left  at  the  Bush  alone, 
The  Bird  flies  yonder  o'er  the  Field. 

Another  copy  of  the  First  Edition  has  now  been 
recovered.  It  is  perfect  (save  for  one  slightly 
defective  leaf)  and  is  in  a  fair  state  of  preservation; 
but  it  differs  in  some  minor  typographical  details 
from  the  example  in  the  British  Museum.  For 
instance  on  page  31  the  latter  copy  has  the  correct 
catch-word  XXIV.,  whereas  in  the  present  copy  this 
is  misprinted  XVIII.  Again  the  page  number 
(33)  is  upside  down  in  the  newly  discovered  copy, 
but  is  in  order  in  the  example  at  the  Museum, 
though  on  the  other  hand,  in  the  latter  the  catch- 
word I  is  omitted  on  the  third  page  of  the  pre- 
fatory poem,  whereas  it  appears  in  the  present  copy. 
While  in  all  other  respects  the  two  copies  appear 


to  be  identical,  it  may.  perhaps  be  held  that  the 
copy  now  recorded  was  printed  oil  earlier  than  the 
one  in  the  Museum.  Even  so  it  seems  unwise, 
either  in  this  or  in  countless  similar  cases,  to 
assert  that  it  is  therefore  a  different  "  issue  " — a 
term  too  often  used  in  a  doubtful  not  to  say  in- 
accurate sense.  But  there  seems  no  objection  to 
calling  it.  for  what  it  is  worth,  a  different  "  variant," 
an  alternative  which,  though  not  wholly  satis- 
factory, is  in  such  cases  less  liable  to  misuse  than 
"issue."  It  is,  moreover,  not  a  little  remarkable 
that,  a  careful  collation  of  the  only  two  known  copies 
of  this  seventeenth-century  book  should  reveal 
typographical  differences,  thus  supporting  the  grow- 
ing appreciation  of  the  fact  that  such  variations 
may  be  frequently  found  (when  looked  for),  and 
are  not  in  themselves  adequate  criteria  for  deter- 
mining the  question  of  "  issue,"  if,  indeed,  it  arises 
at  all. 

In  any  case  it  seems  reasonable  to  hold  that,  when 
the  book  in  question  is  offered  by  auction  next 
month  as  an  unquestionable  first  edition,  any 
would-be  purchaser  should  be  expected  to  make  up 
his  mind  before  the  sale  as  to  the  significance  (if 
any)  of  the  variations  from  the  Museum  copy. 
Yours  faithfully, 

J.  E.  HODGSON. 

11".   Chancery-lane. 


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